We have encountered a lot of people over the years of adding smudges! Some of these people have made the journey more enjoyable while others have taken the liberty of smearing every possible fingerprint possible. In the end, I can honestly say that I would rather see myself in the reflection of those smudges than to have to squint in their mirrors to try to see myself as “perfect” as they.
There are many reasons to be angry and, perhaps even to be cruel. But that is not the type of image I want to see in my mirror. You see, it is I, no one else, who has to like what I see and I cannot imagine having to look at a woman staring back at me who is unkind or full of hate. I have seen that reflection in the past. I have spoken ill and failed to be genuinely kind. But I have learned from those moments. I have grown and I have allowed myself to remember how that looked on me.
There are moments when being gracious or kind just seems impossible. There are situations that I encounter that make me want to say things just to make others feel as small as they have tried to make me feel. But I remember two things. The first is that I do not want to see the anger in myself and the second, but most important, is that my grandchildren are watching me. They are learning how to cope with the world. They are learning how to treat others. They look to me for assurance when they are scared, comfort when they are sad, and stability when the world is trying to shake their normalcy. I will be the foundation for them that they can be proud of and I will continue to look in my mirror with pride as I know that kindness will be reflected.
What do you see in the mirror? What will your grandchildren see? Make it kindness!