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We just got to spend a few days with my sister at her house in Cincinnati. That is so rare. We usually see each other in large family gatherings, and then for only an afternoon or something. So this weekend was greatly anticipated, and in many ways, did not disappoint. We had a great time with them.
However, there was one thing I noticed that disturbed me. It had nothing really to do with my sister, except that we are complete opposites, and so perhaps that was the instigation of my unpleasant thoughts and/or words.
I noticed that I am prone to complaining, at least about heat. My body was not made for heat, or sun. I said to my brother-in-law today, “I think I’m part albino…” But, whatever my physical condition, I could not stop commenting on my discomfort. Worse than that, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. That’s all that I was thinking about, so that’s what I was commenting on.
Was that complaining? Do I need to hold my tongue more? Can I? I’m not sure. I determined this weekend that I would like to, though. It wasn’t just the heat. That was perhaps the best example, but I also (perhaps in my unusual openness) had a few things to share regarding my disagreement with some chosen activity for the day. 🙂
Why must we complain so? Why must I? I think I am pretty good at thinking about other people, at least in general. But this weekend proved I have so long to go.
Hope you had a great time, Sister. We did. I’d like to see if I can do less complaining next time, and use my words to encourage, instead of complain.