Days 355-356: If I Shake My Fists At The Sky, Will You Listen?

I grew up reading the serenity prayer.  It was everywhere:  on bathroom walls, in bingo halls, and on dusty shelves in my Mother's living room. 

I believe it.

I believe accepting things the way they are and aren't, while taking actions that make a difference, is the key to happiness. 

I am also failing at it.

Although I am courageous, I am neither serene, nor accepting. And, I'm seriously beginning to doubt the wise part....at least not in the way I admire: graceful, zen-like, with a small white lamb tucked neatly around my shoulders .

FRUSTRATED best describes me today.

Frustrated with...
illness,
pain,
and sick family members who, despite my best efforts, continue to eat hormone-filled meats, pesticide-covered fruits, and sugar by the truck load.

I can't want it for them.
It's hard enough to want it for me.

Still, I can't deny...
feeling sad,
being annoyed,
and wishing things were different.

Altered Today:  Nothing yet, but I'm working on boundaries, communication, and expectations.

Comments

[Michele]

Kathy, I honestly believe that those who refuse to accept what they don't like in their lives are the ones who will truly find and precipitate change. I believe you are one of those kinds of people.

Help me to accept the things I cannot change . . .

Hmmmm, or NOT! Help me to find ways to change the things I do not like in my life, like an illness that sucks the life out of me and steals my joy!!!

How's that?