A Little Too Kind

We've all had those days when every way we turned, somebody hurt us.  Sometimes it was unintentional, sometimes it wasn't.  I had one of those days this week.  And as I was thinking about it, I remembered this profound poem I had heard quoted by a man I look up to a lot.  It reminded me that the ball is now in my court so to speak, and what I do now is up to me.  May it touch you as it did me.

I have wept in the night

for the shortness of sight
that to somebody's need made me blind;

But I never have yet

felt a tinge of regret

for being a little too kind.

Anonymous