I know that I am difficult to live with. I always have
been. So, why am I surprised that is one
of the things I learned, again, from this recent trip to the Yellowstone.
I also do not make choices well. This aggravates other
people, I think because they are afraid that if I do not make a choice, I will
resent their choice, when in fact, I usually do not. I am smart enough to say
this is specifically what I do not want to choose, at least.
Sometimes, I tell someone these are my preferred options,
either is okay. That does not seem to satisfy people who want me to make a
choice.
The other thing is that when I do make a choice, my
companions do not always recognize that I have done just that. It is as if, since I do not always express
myself, when I do, my choices are not always recognized. I appreciate that and understand that. It really does take some discernment to
understand that I have made a choice.
I knew for a year that we were going to be making this trip,
and I am not happy with myself that I did not work at getting in physical shape
for this trip. But, that does not mean I
cannot work towards getting in shape for the future. Hmm, let us see what happens.
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