Sometimes, heart-wrenching shit happens, stuff that you have no control over. Decisions made by others, that involve you, but are beyond your influence. No matter how much it may suck, nor how raw the hurt there are things that happen that you just have to live with because “they are what they are”.
Each time life knocks you over, there is a choice to be made and often it’s the only choice you have. And that is deciding how you will react or respond to a situation. The option of morphing into a grief ball may be initially appealing, but it’s not a great long term strategy. Stepping, up, dusting off and hopping back onto the proverbial horse is what strengthens the spirit and grows you as a person.
Stronger and wiser, albeit with a piece of your heart forever nursing a bandage.
How am I certain of this? Been there, done that, got the T-shirt.
But what have I really learnt?
I’ve learnt that even the darkest hours have 60 minutes, and despair eventually eases.
I’ve learnt that you can only control what you say, what you do and how you feel. Every body else is responsible for theirs. Themselves.
I’ve learnt that loving a person and nurturing the relationship is much more important than aggravating the issue.
I’ve learnt that owning your contribution to a situation and then forgiving yourself brings peace and power.
I’ve learnt that you are never alone in hurt. Others have survived it also and will usually offer themselves as a source of strength.
I’ve learnt that sometimes, shit just happens.
People are complex and relationships are therefore a tangled bundle of interrelated complexity. Like that huge bundle of spare cables, knotted, in a box up high in a cupboard, they can be untangled but it may just take some time and much effort.
What has your heart taught you?
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