Grinning

Have you ever been having an argument or a fight with someone and had them stare back at you with a grin on their face,  saying nothing?  I have.

What went through my mind at seeing this?  Well it was my brother, and all I could think was ‘you smug, little, cocky ass bugger, wipe that f#^$&$% little grin off your face’.  It left me feeling angrier and that he was mocking me, somewhat belittling my opinions, rather than listening to them.  But it was my brother, so it was forgiven and forgotten.  Besides, he hopefully didn’t do this to everyone.  I was his sister and albeit annoying, this was just his snide little way of telling me not to take myself so seriously. Or so I thought.

How wrong I was.  I ended up in his shoes the other night.  Somebody I cared about (dare I say it, loved) was yelling at me and how did I react?  I stood there with a stupid little grin on my face saying nothing.  Was it because I was mocking him, not listening to what he was saying?  Quite the contrary.  I kept going over the words he was saying in my head over and over again.  So why the smug little grin?  I was in shock.  I didn’t know how to react.  Someone I cared about was yelling at me, in a public space.  Me … it was me doing the grinning.  And now I think I’ve lost him.