How you doin’? What’s up? How are you? How are ya? How you be? How’s it going? How do you feel? What’s the deal? What’s the dealio? What’s the deal pickle? What’s the haps? Are you okay? You good? You straight? You cool? You a’ight? How are things? All is well? Need anything? Want help? How you holding up? What’s wrong? What’s going on? Everything copacetic?

All of those questions take a whole heap of courage to answer, and a big dose of compassion to ask. Sidenote, I am not a component of complaints or complainers. I absolutely do not prefer complaints, but opt for the company of those who can constructively, and honestly express their feelings, emotions, situations and scenarios in a healthy and hopeful way that leaves room for needed change, miracles even. I digress.

Back to the message at hand…I do believe each of us deserves to be able to honestly answer any of those questions, and even more, deserves someone to ask it of us no matter how challenging the challenge on either side of the coin. This is so regardless of status, age, association or perceived position. Sometimes it’s hard to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth about how we really feel. Sometimes it’s hard to care enough to ask how someone really feels and hang around to hear it, really hear it, especially in spite of how we may feel. And still, we must do both in order to get better.

So, how you doin’?

@AngelaMMoore316