This one windy Saturday

I woke up this morning in a fit of rage. I was angry and wanted to kill him. My heart was beating fast. After thinking about what was going on, I realized that no matter what I do, how much I change, how much I help, how much care I give, it will never be reciprocated by him. He sees me as supportive and in his eyes, I should be happy that I am useful to him. However, I have never seen him be supportive of anything that I do, and as of lately he has been more of a burden than useful to me. I was enraged.That's when I rolled over...and I saw it....

 I saw the most beautiful sunrise I can possibly remember. It was clear after days of gloomy rain and sinus pressure. I opened the window and it was windy. As I breathed in this fresh new air, suddenly and instantly, the anger went away. It must have been swept away by the wind that blew in through the window. I know that there is nothing I can do to change his mind about me, so why I should I let it bother me? I am supportive and that is, in fact, a useful quality. I just have to remember that it is my choice, my will, of who I want to be useful to. I went about my day peacefully. I did things to the beat of my own drum. I was creative and social. I was productive. I was inspired this one windy Saturday.