The sun sets on another day…
I was talking to someone just recently and the relayed to me that they absolutely hated butterflies. I was laughing hard when they made another comment about flowers and I laughed a little more.
As I sat listening I realized we all take a lot for granted about what is good, bad, happy, or sad and I realized she had every right to dislike butterflies, even if they didn’t do anything to her, We all have a right to feel the way we feel about things and that got me sidetracked again.
My thoughts fell on the actual thoughts of hate, and I went full circle, maybe she didn’t have the right to hate butterflies, because they didn’t do anything to her. Maybe “hate” was the problem. Maybe, just maybe we should be accepting until we are sure of our facts or we have true reason to hate, and even then, maybe we don’t have a right to “hate”. Maybe it is just better to live and let live, especially if it is with butterflies.
So as the sun sets on another day, why not stop hating and just be happy. Why not be that person who accepts others each day, even as bad as it may seem, and moves on, tolerates, or just goes with the flow a little. Sure, there are reasons to hate, but I like to think they are few and far between. So let’s just try to be happy, and make this day a good day, even with butterflies in it. Let’s find a way to be happy, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and if you throw butter, is it a butterfly?