Every once in awhile I get the urge to morph into someone less caring, less loving, more distant and more cold-hearted. Although I know that will probably never be the case, it’s still nice to imagine. I have been through some of the worst of the worst and I’m still here. Still caring and still loving towards both the deserving and undeserving. It’s embedded in my DNA and it’s how I was raised so as much as I would like to change it at times when all the emotions seem too much to bear, I can’t.
While I was up way too early fore day this morning contemplating the benefits of being one of the good ones, I came across this quote on Tumblr and felt inspired.
I wanted to share this for those who are like me. Realizing that it gets tough sometimes but I’d much rather remain open to the possibility of goodness in the world versus being closed to it because of previous hurt and pain.
So for the good ones…
May we continue to astonish this mean world with our acts of kindness!