Sunday was a day of balance for me.
My friends and I got together and hung out, ate pizza, shared about our lives, reminisced only a little. We’re going to try and get together more often and I hope that we do because I really do miss them. Just sitting around and talking is fun to me.
So why the balance? And here I must be vague.
The Filipino phrase that crossed my mind was “walang hiya.” To me those words mean without shame or consideration for others. It speaks to entitlement and utter disregard to anyone else. Unconscionable. How do you deal with someone like that? For me, it’s done in mostly silence. Not sure if it’s polite but it’s quiet because saying something could set off something horrible.
Perhaps it’s just the universe’s way of reminding me to be grateful for what I have, to be happy with what I can do, to be more tolerant of things I cannot control. It’s a struggle to feel compassion sometimes when the person who needs can’t even muster a smidgen of apology or regret.