Self-pity, Anger, Compassion, Gratitude

This morning as I walked Mocha in the bitter cold, my knee aching, she turned back very quickly, and pulled, which I find so difficult.  I started feeling sorry for myself, then I got angry at myself for self-pity, then I stepped into the witness and found compassion for Jenny.  Then I reminded myself that there are others out there who struggle with pain that limits them, old women living alone, perhaps, who aren’t lucky enough to be in a place where someone else does the food, cleans the room, changes the sheets.  I feel grateful for the help and the companionship.

That will make a blog post.  I really have stopped feeling sorry for myself.  I really am feeling gratitude.

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