What if she was a bitch?

By Lynne Cory

What if I encountered a lady who was rude and hostile and I felt myself beginning to match her mood?  What if I caught myself and exited the situation and remembered that she was a teacher for me and because I did not sink to her level, I passed this little test?

What if I compassionately thought of her with a knowing that she has created a rough road on which to travel?  What if it is not up to me to change her?