The Anatomy of True Kindness
It is a curious and tragic paradox of the human condition that we seem to reserve our deepest wells of patience for people we do not know, while serving the dregs of our frustration to the people we love the most. It is alarming to me how easy it is to offer a polite smile to a grocery clerk when they make a mistake, yet absolutely eviscerate my spouse or children when they do the exact same thing. How can I be kind to strangers but mean to my own flesh and blood or my spouse who I vowed to love “until death do us part?”








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