You just don't understand

This concept has come up a few times in the books I've been reading lately and in conversations and thoughts I've had.

It's true. I don't understand what it's like to grow up in different circumstances. I don't understand why people think, say, and do some of the things they do. I don't understand how things make people feel, and I don't know the experiences they have had in their lives that lead to those feelings or reactions.

That does not, however, mean that I don't want to, or that I'm not trying to.

What I have wished lately is that I could understand more. And that people would help each other understand more - trust and share and be willing to be vulnerable sometimes so that people can understand more.