Her wise words, now stapled to my internal forehead, remind me to not judge others and to focus on my own problems (heaven knows the list is long). When I read that Jessica Simpson has gained more weight, I say, "Bless her heart. She has a stressful life." When I hear my neighbor say a bad word, I think to myself, "Some days are like that." But when I'm at the Mesa Temple Easter Pageant, trying to get my spirituals on, and I see a lady smoking a then tossing her big cig. right in front of me, I become judgemental. "How dare she? Smoking is so Miami Vice of her. Yuck." Then I recall mi Madre's sweet reminder, "Katy needs to worry about Katy." And then I remember Jesus loves us all, even when we smoke cigs., say bad words, and gain weight. He has to give a little extra love to us judgemental types. We require the most forgiveness.
p.s. Something inside of me is saying that might not be a your typical Marlboro cig. She probably smokes for medicinal reasons. My grandma says growing old is hard and isn't for sissies (not to be sexist or anything). Who am I to judge.
p.s.s--The tennis shoe mentioned in this story is an exaggeration.