A couple moved into an old neighborhood. The next morning while they were eating breakfast, Mildred saw her neighbor hanging laundry on the clothesline outside. “That laundry is not very clean. It looks dingy. Looks to me, that woman doesn’t even know how to wash clothes correctly!” Mildred said, with a humph. “At least my laundry isn’t grungy-looking!” Her husband looked up from his breakfast. He said nothing. Every time the neighbor hung her wash out to dry, Mildred made the same comments. By this time, William had become complacent with his wife’s continual comments over one thing or another. Read More
Category: Hypocrisy
Housekeeper Without a Home
With head bowed, Missy thought for a few minutes. She had to admit to herself that her friend was right. Compassion was better than perfection. “But I love my family. That’s why I want everything to be perfect for them,” she mumbled, not at all sure why she offered such a feeble excuse.
Hypocrisy
My husband, Burt, went deer hunting, and I went to Iowa to spend a few days with our daughter, Shelly, and her family. “I have a surprise just for you and me, so bring something a little dressy to wear,” she said. Mom and daughter time – I love that. My anticipation was fueled with high octane as I drove the four-hour trip. The day splashed with sunshine, but the late fall air felt cold even through my ski jacket. Monday arrived without a hint to the surprise Shelly had planned for us other than “Des Moines.” After an early Read More