I would like to think that I am changing from year to year. I would like to think that I am changing for the better.  I am a bit more wise, a bit more patient, a bit more kind and a bit more generous.

Then something happens.  A dish breaks, traffic jams, or something just doesn’t go my way.  I lose my temper.  I’m not that patient and I might say something hurtful.

I realize I want to change and be better.  I apologize.  Try again.

So maybe I have changed.  My awareness has changed.  I don’t react EVERY time.  I know when I’m wrong.  I’m a work in progress.  (Hopefully making progress).

I’m not sure which Rabbi said that it is easier to split the Sea of Reeds than it is to change a single character trait for the better (I think it was Rabbi Salanter who developed the Mussar movement).

This post is part of Twitter’s @imabima’s list of writing prompts for the first two weeks of Nissan leading up to Passover.

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