Colin and Sheilagh: the faces of empathy
A FEW years ago my wife died suddenly.
On the Tuesday, we were enjoying Waikiki Beach. The following Monday, she was gone.
I was in complete shock, living in a daze.
One of my neighbours noticed that I was very troubled and going downhill very rapidly. Colin was a soccer coach, so he and his wife Sheilagh, knowing I was a soccer fan, invited me to their games. They included me in all of the team’s activities, practices and even parties.
Without even knowing it, I started taking interest in life again. I love photography and I became unofficial photographer for the team.
At the year-end party, I was presented with a trophy naming me the No. 1 fan.
They had made a lost and lonely old man feel important and wanted. They pulled me out of my funk and set my feet on solid ground again. There was no reason for it except that they saw a need and stepped forward to fill it.
For that, they have my undying gratitude.
If you look up empathy in the dictionary, you will see Colin and Sheilagh.