My kids like tortilla shells right out of the bag. They probably get that from me. I used to eat them that way, too.
The other day, Sarah wanted one. I told her they were in the pantry on the second shelf.
She went into the pantry, grabbed one, and came out saying, "You were right that they were in the pantry, but they were on the third shelf."
From her view, looking at the shelf from the bottom up, she saw it differently than I did when I look at the shelf from the top down.
I've thought of this a bit since it happened. This seeminly unimportant difference made me think about how we communicate and how perhaps we argue or differ with others on certaing things.
We might be saying the same thing...
Just in a different way...
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