I'm having to convince myself that sharing is a good thing. It's something my youngest grandson taught me. Sometimes we don't have a choice in sharing - people (or doggies) infringe on our rights and take what rightly belongs to us.
How we respond to that infringement is what separates the "sharers" from the "non-sharers". When someone cuts me off in traffic, do I respond with my usual mumbling under my breath or do I let it roll of my back.
When someone takes the credit for my idea do I insist on getting the attention or do I let it go?
When someone bulldozes over my feelings do I spend the next week fretting over it or do I get over it and move on?
I've decided that I'll share the road, share the credit, share the positive attitude and spare the drama.
Life is too short to eat a whole bag of goldfish crackers all by yourself - even if Mama packed them just for you. Sharing is a good thing.