Yesterday I was really annoyed at having been accosted yet again by someone I feel should really know by now that they ought to just leave me to live my life as I choose. I have sent no mixed messages.
So when this person's 'gift' of stalkerishness and intimidation arrived on my doorstep I was ready to just heave it in the trash. It brought back fear and a sick feeling in my gut.
But then I got to thinking.
The gift is not tainted simply because of who sent it.
There is good in the loveliness of the gift even if the sender isn't lovely at all.
So I removed the offending manipulative note, retied the lovely pink ribbons and put my own positive spin on the whole situation.
I took the gift and its' new possibilities and placed them on the porch of my elderly neighbor. She lives alone and I felt certain that she could use a thrill this Valentine's Day.
I was surprised to get the nicest thank you call ever. I knew she hadn't seen me put the item on her porch, so I wondered how she figured out it was me.
That's when the gift really started to do its' magic.
My neighbor said that she and another neighbor had been talking and they decided that it had to have been me because I am just the kind of person who would leave such a nice surprise. They could think of no one else who would be so thoughtful 'just because'. It just had to be me.
Wow, what a gift this has become for me, after all. So glad I didn't give in to that initial negative impulse.
There is always good that can come out of absolutely anything.