You know, I tried not to do it.
I really would like to be one of those extremely forgiving, zen people. One of those people who does not derive pleasure from seeing Karma bite people in their butts.
But when those people have been just utterly vile and horrible to me and my family.....I can't help but be quite pleased to see them get knocked off of their high horses.
I'm just not at that enlightened state of consciousness that would allow me to feel sorry for these people, or not giggle
Because these people have been viciously nasty to me for years. They have pretended to be so very superior to me. And I knew, all along, that they were fake. I was secure in my knowledge that I was not the horrible mother or evil person they portrayed me to be. And that their day would come. I even tried to warn them.
But they did not listen. They just went on their miserable little way, doing what they did best.
And now....it's come full circle.
Oh, they won't change. They'll keep running their mouths. Pretending to be better. Wondering why life keeps kicking them in the ass. They'll never learn.
*Random Acts of Kindness was cancelled this week so that I could be b*tchy. It will return next week. I'll put some extra money in the Salvation Army bucket to make up for it, promise!*