Sometimes, what looks like conflict-aversion is really a choice to be kind. I started this blog before my dad, from whom I learned the importance of doing good unto others, was given just days to live.Continue Reading
The blond pharmacist checked on my insurance and said sure, she could give me a flu shot.
I see her behind the counter just about every time I pick up a script. Always engrossed in the computer, on the phone, in and out among the shelves. So focused, she rarely looks up and we probably have never spoken before.
She wore a beautiful turquoise necklace with large stones, the kind you might buy on a Caribbean cruise and wear with a sarong on a sunset beach. I wanted the necklace, the cruise, and the rest of the fantasy. I was so close to complimenting her on it, but I stopped myself. I don’t know why. Maybe that day I just didn’t feel like being nice.Continue Reading