This week I had a "slapped-with-a-dead-fish" type reminder of the fact that I really don't like being involved in other people's drama. Didn't leave a permanent scar, but it still stings a bit.
Rather than become a recluse, I must pick myself up, dust off me breeches, and continue my role as a loyal friend.
Forgive even when it isn't asked for.
yea. Not my thing either.
ReplyDeleteBut nobody's perfect. (It's an old saying but one that has allowed me to keep life long friends.)