I have

twisted ways of thinking.

I see fault

in my husband’s thinking

as if I knew better.

Silencing him hurts me.

I interrupt my friend

in mid-sentence

as if I know what they’re going to say.

Silencing them hurts me.

I talk out of order

disturbing the peace of the assembly

as if I’m critical.

Silencing others hurts me.

I can change.

I’ll listen carefully to my husband,

I’ll listen carefully to my friend,

I’ll wait for my turn to participate.

I have choices.