Not who I want to be

'I hope I get to live a very long time, because I really do have a lot of work to do'.

Good Wednesday morning! That was the thought I sent to bed with last night. Like everyone, I'm a work in progress. I hold myself to a very high standard, partly because I do have a public life. I want very much to lead by example.

The problem? I am not a Saint. In fact, I'm far from it.

I recently received some 'Intel' shall we say about someone who hurt me deeply in the past. It would seem this person is now having some challenges. It would seem this person's life 'isn't a bag of chips and all that'.

My reaction? I was, and am.......elated. If I would have clicked my heels any harder, I might have fractured an ankle.

The problem? THAT'S NOT WHO I WANT TO BE.

A caring, loving, humble person doesn't delight in another's misery. A 'good' human being wants others to become even 'better' human beings, regardless of what that person has done.

The comfort I take today is that at least I KNOW it's wrong to 'celebrate' another's misery. At least I know that's not the way I want to ultimately my life.

I'm not the Dalai Lama. I'm not the Pope. I'm not......Yoda. I am sometimes embarrassed when you post such kind words about me, because I truly am a work in progress. It's why I hope to live a long, long time. I have a great deal of work to do.