We had some families over, this past weekend. There were some little people in the group and we were all having a pleasant time. All of a sudden, one lil person went to the piano ($$$) and started hitting on the foot pedals with his feet and would not stop. I helplessly looked at the parents who were preoccupied and did not hear the din. I looked at hubby and he at me. My phone dinged and it was a text from kiddo asking what was happening to her piano. Thankfully, it all stopped as the lil one got distracted by another shiny object.
This weekend, we were at a park celebrating an event, and had the picnic tables covered with beautiful table cloth. The set up was complete and picture perfect. One of our guests was filling out some paperwork on a dirty table close by and brought it over the this one. She placed the paper on the table setting and continued her work. I cringed, but did not say anything. I quietly wiped the table cloth with disinfectant wipes.
The fact that I am blogging about these mean that my mind has not been able to digest them. I certainly need to work on this skill of speaking up.
Today is a new beginning, and I am going to actively work on speaking up if my heart is not at ease. Blacking out from my para of life – staying mum.