Well, I hadn’t heard what passes for news more and more these days, otherwise known as gossip. “He cheated on his wife.” A phrase that sounds very ignorant to me. As though marriage is a test. Well, it is. But can someone please explain to me the meaning of pass/failing that particular test? What does that really mean? That love fails? Is it proof that love doesn’t exist? Is it proof that demands and “should’s” are necessary to keep people in line with the ever elusive ideal that love is? Or does it mean love is a commodity, one that requires proper strewardship.

What about living in relationship with others? I think it can be a lost art. Lost because hearts are hard and coffers are full and we’ve forgotten how to share what we have. So many people have little idea that the only reason for success is because of the support of many individuals and NOT necessarily due to our own efforts.

If we’re successful in our relationships (or even if we haven’t always ..or ever.. been as successful as we’d like), surely we have much to thank people for. And with gratitude for what we experience with others and grow from can come generosity for those who also want the same and never had it. Maybe that’s Tiger Woods, maybe it’s relatives or friends or neighbors or perfect strangers.