Reset Button

How many times do you self correct? Today I caught myself having to readjust. I was getting aggrivated by little things that should have not even raised an eyebrow. I am seriously not going to begin to blame my hormones for this “episode”, but I can blame habitual living.

In a life of preperation and learning one must always seek to improve in areas of weakness. As a emotional woman, who is learning to faith through flesh fiascos, I can pinpoint previous outcomes. I have learned that silence is both essential and aggrivating. I default to silence when I either want to avoid further gasoline charged fires, or if I need to gather myself. My silence is calming and neccesary on my end, but it may frustrate others. That becomes a problem. I am a super social young lady who has learned the value of isolation. Not because I wanted to but because I was placed there.

The reset button: Recognize, Submit, Apologize, Restart.

Is it always that simple? It can be, if you make that the new habit.

Smiling Now: Ivy Out

By Andonnia

I am the King's daughter. I am my parents' daughter, a godmother, an aunt, a niece, a sister, a soror, a listener, a hearer & doer, a philanthroservant, a writer, a student, a teacher, a live-right enthusiast, a fail forward live-er, a business woman, a woman after God's heart! ~iLove~

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