Frustration
As I relax and reflect on what I will write today, frustration is the word that comes to mind.
Frustration with what I was not able achieve at work.
Frustration with myself at yoga tonight.
Heat is not my friend and when I over heat, I feel
very ill.
The early evening was coolish and as we gathered for yoga
others wanted the windows closed and the heat turned on - I worried to myself that it would get too hot.
And predictably the room and I heat up with the work out.
I over heat and feel faint.
Instead of meeting my personal needs and opening the window
beside me I leave the room and sit outside, angry with myself.
At the end of the class people ask why I left and then they say "you should
have…"
They are right I should have made my discomfort known and I
never do - I suffering in frustrating silence.
Frustration with myself.
We cannot expect people to know our needs if we are not
prepared to express them into a world and then you must be open to receiving care.
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| 2017 Sewing with our granddaughter |
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| 2015 Remembering my mother-in-laws garden |
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| 2015 Celebrating the end of school with a Ice Cream Sunday |
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| 2014 At a local children's fair |
Grandma Snyder
©twosnydergirls 2018
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