Just do the right thing…it seems like such a simple concept. But, first what exactly is the right thing?

Birthday parties at the Bouncy Bouncy Gym where hundreds of dollars are spent and pounds of candy pour out of a piñata??

Working all hours of the day all for the good of someone else?

Baking bread into the wee hours of the night so the children can feel warm and sunny inside?

Saving street animals?

Being with your children?

Being away from your children?

Shaving your leg and armpit hairs?

Or not.

I often wonder who we do our good deeds for. Maybe, if we were honest like that time when we are either terribly drunk or haven´t slept in days, we can admit we might be doing those good things for ourselves - for those highs that keep us distracted from the gore and goo of everyday life - the tasks and tribulations of the body, the mind, the kids, and the family.

The right thing?

Often, and I hate to say this because this includes me, is the hard thing. But the key is, the hard part doesn´t last for long. After diving into the muck and feeling the pain and heartache of fear, boundaries, loss of control, honesty (and I mean core honesty), there we are naked, vulnerable, and most of all…real. That´s the most right thing of all.