The older I get the more tolerant I have become of others. This is due in large part to an increased awareness of my own imperfections. If we are honest about our own personal weaknesses it should become more difficult to be judgmental and intolerant of others. I believe most people are like me in the sense that they’re doing the best they can. Work is only one thing in most people’s lives or that’s all it should be. People also have family concerns, personal issues, worries about their health, and perhaps they also struggle on a spiritual level. Along with personal struggles and challenges there are the chores of everyday life that one must do to simply live. At age sixty three I simply don’t have the energy that I used to have. Even when I was young I wasn’t exactly what you would call hyper. I was never a driven, ambitious, dynamo. In a world of pressure cookers, I have always been more of a crock pot. We all like to think we’re superstars but the reality is that most of us aren’t. Most of us are ordinary. Most of us are “salt of the earth” types who keep the world running even if we aren’t always recognized for our efforts. Most of us labor in relative obscurity and do so most of our lives. This does not mean that we have little or no value. We’re not just bricks in the wall or part of a mindless herd. Most people don’t need, or even want, to be in the spotlight. I certainly don’t need to be number one. I’m happy to be part of a team of people cooperating with one another to achieve a goal, whether it’s within my family at home or my family at work. When I do this, I sleep well at night and I am at peace.
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