Disappointment. That’s a prominent word in my vocabulary. I
use it often. To describe how I feel. About things. But I have learned to
accept things that I can’t change. Otherwise I wouldn’t be happy. After a
disappointment, I usually get on with life. Knowing, too, that there will be
other setbacks. That leave me chagrined. For a while. Disappointment has always
been a part of my life. Always will be. Because I have high expectations. Of
people. Allow me to confess, too. Sometimes, I even disappoint myself. –Jim
Broede
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