After Being Thrown Under the Bus

Since the passing of my Mom last year and my Aunt recently,

I have been giving a lot of thought to the nature of my soul.

The days and nights of this life pass by so quickly.  The 

quality of this life is not so much dependent on what we have,

but rather what we do and how treat one another.

Soon it will be close to a year since someone tried to "throw us

under the bus".  I won't go into the details now because those

details are not pertinent to this discussion.  Let's just say that

someone made up a fantastical lie designed to damage our

lives financially and professionally for their own gain.

It was a terrible time.  I was mourning my Mom's loss and

then was stunned, saddened and hurt by this action of

another.   I struggled for months to control my outrage,

anger and hurt.  

It took hours and hours of prayer and reflection.  I had help 

from my dearest and closest friends who encouraged me and

helped me to remember that there are good folks in this world.

Eventually I started to grow a scab over the wound and the

healing process began.    At this point I had to put all my faith

and trust in Him.  I had to harden my mind to the rumors that

the one who tried to hurt us was in fact profiting and thriving

from these lies.

I waited patiently.  Not always easy but I kept hanging onto my

faith.  One day, the tide turned and the house of cards created by

this other person came tumbling down.  It was the perfect

example of karma.  

Did I feel vindicated?  Yes, I did.  Am I pleased that this person
brought sorrow into their own home?  No, I am not.  I feel sad
that this person felt the need to use deceitful and cruel methods
to get ahead.  All actions have consequences and some folks
don't always realize that harmful actions towards others will
eventually come back to bite.

When you witness a family member take their last breath
right before your eyes as I did with my Mom, it helps you
to understand the precious gift of life.  Life is all too
brief, never quite long enough.  Each day we are gifted with this
life is another chance for us to be kind, to give joy and not
sorrow.  Life is not about how one can step on and over
someone else to get ahead.  When we endeavor to hurt
someone else, we not only risk the consequences of karma,
but we also risk bruising our souls.

I look after my soul by endeavoring to be kind, to be
generous and forgiving.  The love and tenderness we
spread comes back to us in waves of happiness and
a feeling of content that no amount of money can buy.

Spread joy, not sorrow.
Spread truth, not lies.
Spread compassion, not hatred.
Spread wealth, not greed.
Spread laughter, not tears.

Big Texas Hugs,
Susan and Bentley