For many of us, it's tough to meet new people, especially people who are different than us! It's tough to take risks and step out of our comfort zones. It's much easier to keep to ourselves, to gravitate towards familiar people, and people like us, and to play it safe and stay comfortable.
My grandfather was one of the most influential people in my life. He lived on the next block over from us and I probably spent as much time with him, as a child, as I did with my father. Gramps was a gentle man with a big heart who could make or fix just about anything. He was well-liked and had wisdom that went far beyond his fifth grade education. He was a hero to me and I always felt we shared a special relationship, though he never suggested he loved his four other grandchildren any less.
A little boy sat in his sandbox one Saturday morning. He was playing with his pail and shovel as well as a number of toy cars and trucks. As he went about building roads in the soft sand, he came across a large rock at the bottom of his sandbox. He dug around the rock then pushed and shoved it until he had pried it loose. Then he tried to move it off to the side of the sandbox with the hopes of getting it up over the small wall and out of the sandbox.