So often I find myself grumbling. "Grumble, grumble, grumble..." rather I am at work, or as I first am waking up all snug in my bed. It makes me sad that so many of the day to day events of my life are so "stressful" and my primary reaction to that is grumbling, coupled with a little whining.
On Friday night, after a 13 hour day on the nursing floor and my phone blowing up with dad and brother problems, I came home to sweet relaxation. Gabby ad ordered dinner, a lovely pasta and broccoli dish (the pasta even had bacon in it!). Ryan made me tea and let me sit up unbothered for a few hours chatting with Gabby. My home with Gabby and Ryan is such fertile ground for love to bloom. I spend a few hours here and am able to recharge and re-connect with my love posture.
I talk with Julie M. about the grumble portion of my personality. I notice how my co-workers seem a little vexed when I take on this attitude. I do not want to be a grumbler. I want to be solid and accepting to myself and all those around me.
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