I am proud of myself.
Today, instead of matching the reaction of someone who somehow mistook an innocuous, playful comment I made on facebook for rudeness, I took the higher ground and didn't sweat the small stuff.
Instead of responding in-kind to her (mistaken) offence, I chose to hose her over-sensitivity down with a kind reply. We ended up finishing the conversation with mutual understanding and laughter ... which was my intention in the first place.
I am proud of myself because I chose not to sweat the small stuff.
... because really, after what I've been through ...what we've all been through,separately, yet collectively... petty misunderstandings are infinitesimally small in the scheme of life.
In my old life, I probably would have cut her inflated ego down to size with cutting words and razor wit. .. or told her to unceremoniously Pull Her Head In because it had swelled to gigantic proportions.
But not today .... today I remembered that old quote about everyone fighting their own epic battle and that her misunderstanding came from someone or something else and not my innocent comment. ...because, lets face it, when we are already hurting, everything can feel like another attack.
...and through understanding this, I managed to calm the whole situation without further ado.
Life is too short not to show kindness to everyone we meet.
