Everything is temporary.
A wise person said this once but it escapes me now where I read it.
It’s true though, don’t you think? Be it euphoric joy or debilitating depression, we pass through these sets of emotions and emerge with a fresh perspective. Maybe a new outlook. Definitely with accumulated life experience.
It’s the latter that defines us, characterizes us as the individuals we are today.
I woke up less frantic and more in tune with my erratic, emotional side this morning. It’s been a chaotic couple of weeks and I was ready to pack it up more times than I care to mention.
I lashed out a few times which had my young, developing teenager call me immature.
“I’m not immature, I’m Italian!” 🙄
Seriously. He thinks because he internalizes emotions, and pushes unpleasantness aside, or ignores it instead of dealing with it, he’s the more mature one. 🙄
I educated him during a calmer moment that we simply have different personalities and could he kindly, the next time he sees me approach a boiling point, perhaps ask me how he could help to relieve the pressure instead of criticize how I’m reacting?
I will admit that when l get stressed or overwhelmed, calm is not how I feel or act. Something to work on. Or, perhaps, watch for the triggers and remove myself before the eruption occurs.
The biggest lesson that seems to be ongoing is that I cannot control external forces. It’s not that I always want to control everything, sometimes I just wish certain things didn’t happen or weren’t affecting my life in negative ways. Sometimes I want to control that part of my life and make it go away so I don’t have to deal with all the crap. But that’s why I need to recognize that life is full of ebb and flow, up and down, good and bad and the only thing I can control is how I react to it.
Blah blah blah. I know all this. I just…forget sometimes. 😉
We will all get through the cycles. Writing about them helps, and not just for me; I often stumble across great posts about this exact topic where kind, generous people show their vulnerable side by reaching out to the blogging community. It helps to know that others often experience similar events, write about them, and then invite open dialogue and support.
We’ll get through this. We’ll just take it one day at a time. Supporting each other, or commiserating at times with each other, those goes hand in hand. And that’s why they invented blogging. 🙃
So today is, theoretically, the first day back to school. It always has been, the day after Labour Day. Except…COVID screwed that up. My kids are still on corona-vacation, but as of next week they are (supposed to be) back to class. Or so they say (for now).
Wish me luck that it will actually happen. They both need the diversion.
Good morning Tuesday! See you in the comments.