I have had it! Another promise broken! Someone said they would call…and didn’t!

How many times do I have to have my expectations raised only to be dashed to the ground? What cruel trick are the Fates pulling to make me feel disappointment over not getting something I was anticipating…not being chosen…not being a Winner? It feels like it happens every day.

The momentary feeling of depression sinks into my head. I feel tired, so I lie down. Little by little my thoughts turn to wanting something to drink.  A glass of water might do the trick.

Then, I start noticing other things around the room: a piece of paper…a book…oh, something over there I meant to move. Slowly, little things begin grabbing my attention.

The water tastes refreshingly good. I begin to think about other things that I need to accomplish today…Little by little I let the disappointment go. I stand back up, again.

Over at my computer, I go online to my email account and compose a response. Then, I hit “send”.

There. Now I can never take it back. I sent an email to the person – a business professional – who had made the error by not calling me at the appointed time. “Good thing I remained polite,” I thought.

Time to get some lunch and begin my afternoon activities. I think about the email one last time…then let it go.

This time, when I don’t get a call, I won’t be disappointed…because I told him that when he promised to call me and didn’t, that I now think much less of the company he represents. I know it is burning a bridge. But then, I think: Who wants to cross the bridge of someone who doesn’t honor their word?

I begin to feel a little better…not because I “told him so,” but because I expressed my feelings and took action over my disappointing moment. This way, it won’t burrow deep inside my subconscious and sit there like a lump of sadness. I don’t expect to ever hear from him again.

But, this time, I am in charge . . . of not getting the phone call…because I don’t want one. And that’s what I told him.