I don't judge people. I don't preach. I am more open-minded the longer I live. My friends are Baptist, Mormon, Catholic, Baptist, Lutheran, etc...I love them all. My Mother says I am too nice to my ex. My friends say that I am too nice to my previous dysfunction.
No one is going to change because of anything I say or do, but I am still nice to them. If I can be nice to my ex after he broke my heart, then I can be nice to most anyone. When I am upset about something, I write or I stare out the window and compose prose in my head. Writing, at least, makes it seem as though I am working. While staring out the window, well, that would not look like it.
We all have our demon-issues. I never said bad habits make bad people. I had a lifelong friend who weighed around 800 pounds when he died. He had to crawl up the stairs, because he couldn't walk up them. He smoked, drank, and ate. His obsessions were upsetting, but I still miss his protective presence. I think briefly about him and his sadness almost every day. I didn't judge Rodney. I didn't preach to him. I did throw his hat on the roof once when he made me mad. It shocked the heck out of him and made him laugh, which made me madder. I surely shared with him what I thought about things though.
That's all...just sharing my thoughts @ anything or nothing.
2 comments:
You're a good person, Mare. You're extremely compassionate, which is rare. (Wait... am I rhyming here??? LOL) Anyway, it's okay to be all of those things, because it's simply who you are. One thing I've learned after all this time here on Earth is people are who they are. And you can either love them for that, or not. If you choose not to, that's okay as well. It's just life...
You are truly one of the most tolerant people I've ever met. I think, no...I know...that your post about smokers was motivated by love and not judgment. Hope you're having a great holiday weekend!
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