This is, I'm afraid, an aspirational message to myself.
I'll admit to gossiping, telling other peoples' stories and
passing judgment about their choices.
It's one of the things I like least about myself.
One of those shadow things.
When my mother-in-law died,
about the time my marriage was imploding,
one of the most remarkable consistencies in the
comments of those who knew her well
(I'm talking friends and colleagues here)
was that she never gossiped.
Didn't discuss other people
or say negative things about anyone.
Including her ex, who she just
flat-out never discussed
and believe me, she must have had a wealth
of buried material.
Instead, she kept things on a higher plane.
Isn't that a beautiful eulogy
to aspire to?