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Today's prompt is What Lesson in Life are you the most grateful for?
I almost skipped this one, but a word came automatically to mind.
Humility.
I'm grateful for being humbled by finding myself on the opposite side of an argument.
In this case the lesson happened when I was about seven or eight, perhaps even younger. I was angry at my best friend, and complaining to some other friends - who disliked her. They set up a "I Hate Debbie Club" - her name was Debbie. This is the friend who loved monster movies, Batman, the Monkeeys, and Dark Shadows. Also Lost in Space. And we drove each other crazy.
Anyhow, I went home and told my mother about it - even though I was expressly told not to. And my mother told me - we don't join hate clubs. So I stopped. But Debbie found out and told her babysitter - who decided to teach me a lesson. She did a "I hate (my name)" club - and managed to show me what hate actually does, and why demonizing the other is so dangerous.
I've never forgotten that lesson, and while painful at the time - and possibly I would have learned it without the example - I'm grateful the example drove it home. It taught me a lot about myself and others, and why it is important not to hate or to either create or join hate clubs. Hate solves nothing. Nor does vengeance. No justice can be found in either, and they don't heal or end rage. I found that out at the age of seven and I've always been grateful for that.
Today's prompt is What Lesson in Life are you the most grateful for?
I almost skipped this one, but a word came automatically to mind.
Humility.
I'm grateful for being humbled by finding myself on the opposite side of an argument.
In this case the lesson happened when I was about seven or eight, perhaps even younger. I was angry at my best friend, and complaining to some other friends - who disliked her. They set up a "I Hate Debbie Club" - her name was Debbie. This is the friend who loved monster movies, Batman, the Monkeeys, and Dark Shadows. Also Lost in Space. And we drove each other crazy.
Anyhow, I went home and told my mother about it - even though I was expressly told not to. And my mother told me - we don't join hate clubs. So I stopped. But Debbie found out and told her babysitter - who decided to teach me a lesson. She did a "I hate (my name)" club - and managed to show me what hate actually does, and why demonizing the other is so dangerous.
I've never forgotten that lesson, and while painful at the time - and possibly I would have learned it without the example - I'm grateful the example drove it home. It taught me a lot about myself and others, and why it is important not to hate or to either create or join hate clubs. Hate solves nothing. Nor does vengeance. No justice can be found in either, and they don't heal or end rage. I found that out at the age of seven and I've always been grateful for that.
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Date: 2020-11-10 05:19 am (UTC)You can't go back and change the past. Things didn't work out the way you planned? Well, you and millions of others. Get over it, move forward, or at least don't obsess over things you can't control. What good does that do?
It doesn't.
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Date: 2020-11-10 01:39 pm (UTC)