He would come lay on me, he would meow for me, he would look for me coming home from work. He really became my buddy. But at first I thought, what a mean cat. He wouldn't come out, he would hide. And I just thought to myself, I totally misread him. And how often does that happen to me? How often does someone see you and have a perception of you without getting to know you and think, what a mean person
Deborah Pardes
@DBPardes · 0:45
Man, this is the best message. And I love the allegory here with the little cat representing just the parts of us that are misunderstood. And the little story is just perfect. And there's nothing more to say. I just want to thank thank you. The old adage of reading a book by its cover, we always feel short of what's inside, and people have to take one more breath before they decide