Others love
Today was one particularly bad pity party, thinking how day upon day, I go to work, and it’s as if you’re not even liked, not even important, no one ever asks, and how are you? Your family? And it rubs upon you, today perhaps more acutely, for all day I thought upon my mother and how totally not she was this way, always thinking of others, their concerns, their hopes, joys, setting hers aside, not even expecting any praise or kind word her way. And so I too tried to lay aside my self absorption and expectation from those incapable, focused in their own worlds, and tried in just a small way, to be like my mother and love others, and not expect any love my way.
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