Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Day 162, June 11

Life has a way of humbling us, especially when we most need it.  One such example that occurred recently to me was looking in the mirror and wondering who that old woman was.  Surprise, surprise.  It was me.


That is a small example of my being humbled.  A more serious example is finding that I am still holding on to hurts from decades ago.  What is it with me, anyway, that I can't let go of things?  I justify myself by saying that these were egregious hurts and that no rational person could overlook them.  Perhaps a truer statement would be that no rational person could hold onto them for so long.

So I am trying again.  (And again and again and again.)

Joy for today:  being humbled ... well, almost.

1 comment:

  1. LOL about the almost being humbled part. :)