I feel like I’ve been weathering a storm since around St. Patrick’s Day. One thing after another has gone wrong, but I have to take accountability for my actions. I could have made some better choices. Ultimately, I keep letting people into my life who end up hurting me. I end up losing my temper instead of holding my tongue. I say out loud what everyone else keeps to themselves. I create the storm.
7 thoughts on “Weathered”
Beautiful image and eloquent post. The last line, in particular, is wonderful.
I love this photo.
Thank you, Scott!
Life without risk isn’t worth living. I learned that the hard way. It’s good to examine what you’re doing at times and make some adjustments – then get back out there and make it rain. 🙂
Thank you for your insights, Mike. That’s sort of poetic. 🙂
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Thanks for the reblog!