This past week has had 2 of my kids sick with colds and 1 kiddo feeling stiff and sore from running. I’m happy to report that all three are feeling better.
I’m doing better too. I think. I definitely don’t feel quite as madly whirling about the place like a gyroscope that’s lost its bearing. So I guess I am better.
Better – a word of comparison. I’m better than her or him or an earlier version of myself.
I don’t necessarily think there is anything wrong with comparison, except for when it is.
So for today, I’m focusing on not being better than anybody else besides myself. Because I’ll always be better than somebody else and way less better than many more. Today I am focusing on being better at being a part of a better collective.
Imagine that…a better human existence, a better humanity, a better version of all of us.
I think that would be lovely.
And it starts with me.