April 19, 2015 1 Comment
I have the ability, like all employed people, to grumble about how frustrating my customers are: they occasionally find ways to get under my skin and leave me all itchy with complaints. It isn’t breaking rocks in the sun, but the frustrations are real.
And my synagogue has done well, all things considered, but like any other organization, it’s got it’s ups and downs, and it is not without its share of frustrations.
But today, I’m all sorts of sore, mostly from carrying Roya around and playing with her all day. At Westminster Park, she crawled and climbed her way up that large twisty slide, and threw herself headfirst down it. What followed was a look of terror followed by squeals of excitement – and the inevitable “again!”
So I’ll go forward this week, and encounter lots of daily nuisances, but am fortified by the reminder of what actually matters.