Frustrated

My friend takes pride in his guitar-playing.
A labor of love for self and church and God
Decade after decade.

So when his mother-in-law, mind going,
Sat in on singing and interrupted,
“That’s enough of that!”
He chuckled about it for hours,
But it was not happy. It hurt.

And yet … where should the blame of the hurt be placed?
On the woman without her full mind?
What would be the point of that?

And so the frustration turns inward,
Frustrated with self for feeling frustrated
When the other can’t help it and means nothing.
Probably.

No situation so bad that a little self-blame won’t improve.