When I forgive myself for all my faults and deficiencies, I find it easier to forgive others for theirs.
My daughter sees and hears everything. Now if I want to behave rudely, I wait until she’s at preschool.
I’m trying not to slouch anymore. I’m too old to pull off the defiant teenager look.
Ears: Not just for earrings! I’m still working on my listening skills.
Damn my fear of conflict! I avoided visiting someone I love because a difficult person would be there. When I make decisions based on fear, I continue to feel stuck.
My mouth races faster than a hummingbird’s wings. It’s amazing how much more people understand me when I slow down, breathe and drink less than 8 coffees a day.
Home Depot reminds me of how little experience — and confidence — I have with hands-on DIY projects. Admitting it is half the battle.
I’m learning how to focus on solutions rather than waste time bemoaning my problems.
For years I felt haunted by a bad sewing experience. I sewed a button back on my peacoat but goofed: I couldn’t put more than 2 fingers at a time in my right pocket! Recently my husband lovingly reminded me of sewing basics and helped me practice. Now I look forward to when our children rip their clothes!
