Today I found myself bitter with a hint of resentment. My husband gently called me out as he asked, “what’s wrong?”
I didn’t have an immediate answer for him, but as he got into his cardboard filled vehicle and I got into mine, it hit me.
The road to the dump had long been paved with anger. During my single-mom years I loathed hauling off trash. It made my car stinky and sometimes filled with gnats. Occasionally the heavy bags leaked and multiplied the energy needed for this task (energy I didn’t have.)
Without even realizing why, my brain had automatically called upon the emotions it was used to feeling on trips to the dump.
Mindfulness is so powerful, y’all. I made the decision to let go of my bad mood. I spent the 10 minute drive speaking aloud my gratitude for having cars filled with cardboard from our new furniture for our new home.
Exchanging unhelpful emotions for helpful ones is something I hope to do more of in 2023.
