Remember, gentle readers, how just a few weeks ago I regaled you with lovely stories of my one friend? My one awesome friend who loves me in spite of myself? I also told you about the family I adore, the best friend who I love, the hubby who thinks I'm pretty swell. Beyond that, there are a great number of folks who think I'm pretty OK too. A nice kinda gal-one of those 'give you her shirt' types.
Well, tonight folks, you get the darker side of things. Because, it seems, I also have one enemy. One person in the world who apparently loathes the fact that some 36 years ago two X chromosomes came together to create...well...ME! Now, to understand the true absurdity of this situation you'd have to understand this-I do not think in all my years I have spoken to this person even one time. I'm not even sure that I've been close enough to him to give him the flu if I had it, much less a salutation of any kind. On a normal day I don't give this person so much as a single thought. No decision I have ever made, be it personal or business, has in any way been due to the existence of said person. But apparently, said person wishes me wiped from the face of the planet. In all honesty, I think this person dislikes me to such a degree that if given the chance he'd personally drop and atomic bomb on my head, and dance on my ashes.
Said person takes every opportunity to malign and slander me, to attack and abuse me. It's enough to boggle the mind, I can assure you. You see, this person and I compete in a way, and he has chosen that the way to build himself up is to tear me down. We are apparently in the third grade.... I can't really decide how I should feel about it. Should I be flattered? If I wasn't doing something right I wouldn't be worth the effort. Should I be angry? No one enjoys having their name maligned. Should I laugh? I mean really, it's just hilarious if you look at it objectively. Should I simply not care? Is that kind of behavior even worth notice? Or, should I learn from it?
I think that last option is really best, don't you? I mean, I cannot do a single thing to change the behavior of another, and it's foolish to waist time and breath trying to. I will never understand the behavior, as I can't imagine treating anyone else that way. So, I'll learn from it. I'll learn that words do hurt, so I'll not hurt another with mine. I'll learn that excelling at what you do and loving the people you do it for will not be appreciated by everyone, and that's OK. And most importantly, I'll learn that there is nothing and no one in the world who will stop me from following my heart and doing what I love. I do what I do out of a desire to better the lives of those with whom I come into contact, and to perhaps be an encouraging light in a world where there is too often too much darkness. So, I'm going to press on and continue, and leave that enemy of mine to watch.