Lately I have had a chance to spend time with people outside of my comfort zone, meaning people I normally wouldn't jump at the chance to share my space with. People who think they have so much to share and everything about them is unique. The reality of the situation is that the older you get, the more baggage you have. Some people love to unpack in your presence, sharing every detail of what has, or is making their life a living hell. They don't get the premise that if your luggage is overweight, it's time to unpack some of the heavier things such as ex-husbands, injustices, past hurts, resentments. Throw away the stuff you no longer want or need. When you have exceeded the mandatory emotional weight limit, do yourself a favor, and start tossing out these no longer relevant things from years ago. You will travel through life much lighter.
If I can spend Mother's Day with my daughter and son-in-law, her in-laws (whom I love) and my ex-husband and the stepmother (whom I don't love), at my request, in order to make peace, anyone can move forward. Even though it sucks, sometimes you have to be the better person.
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