I am troubled by the idea that communication is no longer my strong point. I hope I am merely going to through a rough patch - a time when I am both misunderstanding those around me and not making myself clear. I suspect that is the case and this, too, shall pass. It's happened before and required some down time and withdrawal from people. That usually does the trick.
Oddly enough, when it does happen, it never happens in all areas of my life. Usually, to my chagrin, I can do fine in something like RCIA or speaking from a podium about my own personal journey. One on one, however, goes out the window.
Since I am naturally shy and outright scared to death of most people (you all seem so darn together to me), when I go through this type of rough water I just draw back a bit and let it ride. I let people know I am going away for a bit (not physically but emotionally) and then I do. It helps.
There is a good chance this comes from being over tired. I have had a ton of stuff on my plate and in my heart the past two years. Since October 1, however, it has ramped up a lot. Trying to deploy the few resources and personnel I have so that customers are served with a minimum of disruption has caused a lot of anxiety and sleepless nights.
I am grateful for the discipline of my prayer life and my exercise routine. Without both I would be sad, depressed and eating tons of chocolate wondering why I was fat. Instead I am simply introspective and fit. Not bad for an old lady.
Have a fabulous week, everyone.