Two sides

These dried flowers remind me that for every question there are at least two sides.

As a people we can sometime get so focused on why we are "right" about some issue of society or religion or politics that we forget that our friends and neighbors, who may have a different opinion, may seeing something different than we are.

Do I take the time to look at the other side?

Or do I imagine that only my side exists and other than that, there is nothing?