A Tale of Too Many Decibels7:30 AM
“I’m going to sharpen my pencil!” exclaimed the normally-tearful girl who I love with all my heart. She was so happy today.
But right then I snapped—nothing terribly explosive or angry, but I was blowing off a rolling cloud of frustration and bitterness. The smile drained off her face. “Never mind, I’m not going to sharpen my pencil,” she said, hesitantly cheerful and backing away to her seat.
She knew I was a safe haven from trouble—I was the shoulder she cried on and the arms that encircled her when she was struggling to learn. To have her negatively react to my spewing the chaos and frustration of my life and messy circumstances—that pricked my conscience.
Learning grace today @ Raising Homemakers. Care to join?