Once upon a time, there appeared a lot of cockroaches in our kitchen. My first reaction was trying to find something to smash them. My daughter stopped me and said, “Don’t! They’ve been our neighbors no matter what!”
I laughed out loudly and was amazed by her “neighbor” perspective of the cockroaches. Since then I’ve never hated them again. And that is also the reason why I didn’t feel upset when I saw the ants in my kitchen today. I regarded them as a happy sign to announce to me: spring is here after a long, long winter.