The Unexpected Guest

Something strange happened today. I felt that I just needed to share this. In a way, it allows me to confirm that this is not a movie, but something that’s actually happened.

Feel free to laugh, if you need to. Feel free to cry need to. Feel free to do both because, I am not sure what to do.

It was about 10:00am when I was still in bed and my eyes were still filled with sleep when my husband comes into the room.

“There’s someone at front door”, he said sounding irritated.

“What?” I asked him.

“There’s someone at the door, not sure why” he repeats.

I try to wake up and dress up. My husband also tries to look for something decent to wear. While I am trying to find something to wear, someone tries opening the bedroom door.

Aha!

Coarse jesting or completely innocent?

Sitting down with a group of my friends and the conversation was light as we all caught up with each others news. As the conversation went from the superficial to the meaningful, an old habit we all had before came back, to play itself out in the group dynamics. We all started with a bit of light bantering but it soon became a little malicious.
Reflecting on the evening, I realised that the whole event was not the greatest. I asked myself at what point does friendly become harsh? What is it in us that wants to pick on someone?