Another week gone

This week I worked on compassion. For the first part of the week I could barely see anything out of my left eye. On Wednesday I went to the doctors and they fixed my eye pretty well. Medical magic I guess. The big part of this was the compassion I learned to have. My little sister sometimes complain about hurting herself I the dumbest and most illogical of ways. I find it almost impossible to comprehend her ability to make stupid mistakes. And then here I go and almost lose and eye because I didn't listen to my grand mother. Bravo past me. Bravo. So now I have more sympathy for my little sister. And I am a little more understanding.