You know what really hurts? When you get hurt and no one notices, or cares or says out loud that they care. When something shakes your world and leaves you feeling breathless and the rest of the world continues without noticing--it makes you mad. How could they not stop and suffer for a moment with me? How could they not offer a word or thought or gesture of care? How can their life simply march forward like it did yesterday while my world has been left shattered? When you're left grieving and you physically ache with each breath you take, you want someone, anyone, to at least ask if you're okay. Compassion: a feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for another who is stricken by misfortune,accompanied by a strong desire to alleviate the suffering. ( Dictionary.com ) Here's the thought that struck me today... Compassion, empathy and sympathy are not for the dead but for the living left behind. You may not emotionally grieve for a person lost whom you never knew or had a connec...