Untitled

I have attempted to post a rant on here 3 times today. Each time I was interrupted by a phone call from someone I love. 3 different times. Yes, Lord, I hear you. I will control my tongue. I will, however, say this...

I long for the days of kindness and consideration. I miss the reverence that my grandparents had for people, all people. That is a practice completely lost on current generations. It is a tragedy. Treating someone with kindness requires compassion and understanding. No it is not always fun. No it is not what you WANT to do. But it is the right thing to do.

Over the last few days I have been bombarded with an amazing amount of rude and hurtful situations. I have chosen to hold my tongue and I will continue to do so because it is the right thing to do. But there is a limit. I am human. Words hurt, actions hurt, neither is quickly forgotten.

Next time you decide to unload on someone, regardless of the reason, please take a moment to stop and consider who is on the receiving end. It just might be an exhausted mom trying her best to get it all right. She just might be holding on to the very end of her mental rope. Life is hard for everyone.

I don't expect this post to change anyones opinion. I don't want to debate, argue, rehash or otherwise discuss the situations from the last few days. They are done. But good grief how my heart aches for a world where kindness and compassion are increasingly rare.