Two days into Summer and it's rained copiously
both days. Alas, 'tis dark and dreary . . . and I
too, feel a bit dark and dreary. I believe, in my
disappointment last evening, I said some unkind
words to someone I love. The older I get, the
more I promise myself not to make those mistakes,
but it still seems to happen once in a great while.
I confess, I've always had a perfectionistic bent,
which I know to be unhealthy. Nonetheless,
loving people and treating them well truly matters
to me. I also know it's easier to forgive others
than it is to forgive oneself . . . not sure what that
is, exactly.
ever loving you
a tad difficult at times
forgive and forget
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