Maeyonnaise

There you are, faced with an opportunity to actually give someone a taste of his own medicine.

“Maybe he will realize what it’s like to be on the receiving end of his actions.”, you wickedly thought.

“Maybe if I do this, he will come to his senses.”, you continue.

This could be a most awaited moment for you. A chance to inflict the same pain towards this person who have hurt you or offended you. Maybe even ignore that someone who have done the same.

I found myself at the Start of this wicked marathon today. Being human, I contemplated how I could inflict the exact same feeling on him. Also considered taking time as my accomplice and allow this moment to linger… to prolong the process.

“Maybe the lessons taught will be harder, therefore more effective.”, I whispered to myself.

Unknowingly, a more vengeful thought takes over… “maybe revenge will be sweeter…”, I secretly meant.

“Will this change him somehow?”, I asked myself. “Will it make him a better person?”, I analyzed some more.

I have thought about pouring out some of this here before… in the form of a diverting poem. I jotted down the thoughts. I phrased the lines… but I never completed it. Then this opportunity came.

I gave it so much thought… and even more. (this I learned from hubby… think before you speak or do anything - buys us time… to deal with it better)

It was when I glanced at my Lenten Sacrifices that I realized, “Why not treat him with kindness instead?”.

“Revenge is never sweeter. It brings so much bitter after taste.”

It was then, I felt peace in deciding to take the “kindness” stand. I saw how I didn’t like how his attitude made me feel and didn’t want that dark cloud to shadow me any further. “So, why should I act in the same way, when I know it will only hurt someone else?!”, I pondered.

I decided to give him a sweeter taste of the person in me. Hopefully, he pays it forward. By doing it, I already received the reward I wanted. Inner peace.