It was the mid of the week.
I was sad that the weekend was not coming soon.
I was frustrated that the work was never getting completed.
I was irritated that the dinner I cooked carefully turned into a disaster.
I was angry that my spouse didn’t help me with the chores.
I was annoyed at my daughter when she didn’t listen to me.
I looked into the mirror and saw a middle aged woman aging disgracefully.
But something changed lately.
I decided to be happy and it altered everything else.
It is the mid of the week.
I am cheerful that half of the week is behind me.
I am relaxed that I have enough work ; my project will not be scrapped.
I am secretly happy when the dinner I cook turns into a disaster; now I can order my favorite Chinese food.
I don’t mind when my spouse doesn’t help me with the chores; he needs his time off.
I smile at my daughter’s mischief when she doesn’t listen to me.
Now, I look into the mirror and see a cheerful lady content with her life.
Nothing really changed around me.
It’s I who has changed.
It’s I who started being calm and happy.
Everything else is just a reflection of my tricky mind.
P.S: This post is written based on the prompt for Writing 101 :’Reflections:Clear or distorted, in your poem today tell us something about the reflections you see — in the world or in yourself.’