Choices
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.
