I was in the dreaded Walmart grocery shopping and stocking up on all those lovely necessities for school. I heard someone politely greet me with a "Hello!" and I, in reply, looked up to share the greeting back. Smile on my face. Perfectly fine. Kept walking. My boyfriend goes, "UHM, do you realize who you were just kind to?" I said yes. He stopped, I kid you not, dead in his tracks like a deer in headlights just staring at me. I said, "No I'm not sick. Yes, I know who that was. No, I am not having a mental breakdown. No, I do not know why that just happened, but it did."
I was undoubtably genially nice to one of the girls who put me through absolute torture through school. Not two weeks ago did I pass her at the county fair throwing up in my mouth. at the thought that someone with such a horrible soul could wear a sash and crown around (like she wasn't already on a high enough horse). But that day, at Walmart, for some unknown reason, the hatred just didn't touch me.
Conclusion? I have a beautiful home to share with the love of my life. A man who spoils me to the core, with love and care, just because he wants to. I am part of a family who, may not all like each other, but would be the first ones to go to prison to defend each other. My dog, yes dog, lights my days with an unconditional and non-comparable love. Friends whom are the epitome of "quality over quantity". And I am perfectly happy. There is the key: look for the good in your life, for it will always outweigh the bad.
Have a happy day, all.