I had an aha moment yesterday. I was busy feeling sorry for myself because hubby's siblings left us off an email--till I found out that the original email was about something I already knew, so there was no need to send it to me. Then, when a reply was sent about a brother coming to visit mom here at our house (a message I didn't get because I wasn't on the original email) I was annoyed, because, after all, he'll be staying with us. I have to pick him up at the airport, etc. The annoyance passed very quickly, but still...
Other little things occurred which made me realize how often I interpret things as a slight to myself. My aha moment was that's it's not about me. Very little truly is. When mom wakes up groaning in pain and cold because she's thrown the covers off and tried to get out of bed, it's not about me losing sleep. It's about making her comfortable again. When hubby gets irritated with me (which, thankfully, doesn't happen very often, even though he has cause), it's not about be. It's something inside him that he hasn't expressed.
Sometimes I can't believe it's taken me 60 years to learn the lessons.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here on Monday and Tuesday. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair.
"ONLY ONE THING IS MORE FRIGHTENING THAN SPEAKING YOUR TRUTH, AND THAT IS NOT SPEAKING IT." Naomi Wolf
"We are called human beings, not human doings."
Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
"The way to do is to be."