The week has been full of challenge. Priorities. Relationships. Decisions.
When to speak. When to be silent. What to change. What to accept. Attempts to discern whether it's a speck or beam in my own eye and carefully examining my own motives in challenging the actions of others. Anguishing over anything that might bring pain to someone else, even if it was necessary to protect my own healthy boundaries.
Now at the end of the week, my digestive system is exhibiting the symptoms of stress. I fear it may be a hiatal hernia or ulcer. My father was prone to both. I have the same symptoms.
Wow, do I feel old. Time to lay my paddle down.