Tonight was the night that I volunteer for my monthly prison meeting. My road-mates could not make it so I left
earlier than usual due to missing out on the carpool lane. 75 minutes later, I completed a drive that
takes 30 minutes with no traffic.
There was some sort of staff training event going on. I waited for 30 minutes only to find out that
they would not be having inmate activities this evening. Time to go home. I stopped by a meeting on the way home
chatting with friends before the meeting started.
The pleasantly amazing part of this evening’s effort was that nothing
bothered me. I missed yakking with my road-mates
on the drive there and back due to their having to take a night off for family
events. I missed being with the inmates
and our meeting time.
I am grateful for having a peaceful sense of serenity and acceptance
for having made my best effort for an event that did not work out as planned.
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