Perspective
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Ahh, Thursday before a 4-day weekend. A little sad that it is really the last summer weekend, it went pretty fast this year. I just want to lie in the grass like the cat above, and smile at the sun. Supposed to be nice here all weekend.
I have walked a total of over 20 miles so far this week and feel really great. Also have avoided ice cream in the evenings and have been enjoying watermelon. May have blown it a bit today as we just had an office B-day cake here and I had a nice big piece. I found I had to walk away from the cake after one as I could have sat there and eaten it all morning. It seems once I have a little taste of pure sugar (this icing) my body goes crazy and just wants more. When I don’t eat sugary stuff, I don’t really miss it. It’s like a trigger.
I’m going to end this blog by reminding myself about perspective. One year ago today I was in the middle of a really horrible rift with my DH. He got very angry over our differences in with our DD, who has bi-polar illness and is sometimes difficult to deal with. I am more apt to want to “help” her (fiancially) and he is more apt to push her towards independence. He got so angery that he left home for 2 days….I was a wreck the first day…couldn’t sleep etc…but by the second day I began to write about it and felt better. Also talked to friends and a counselor and gained some perspective…I can’t control his anger nor his actions…I can only control mine. Also I was probably enabling my DD somewhat, as I was scared she would end up back in the hospital and felt somehow it was up to me to prevent it. I needed to let go of both.
So now, one year later, I feel older and wiser. I’ve continued to try and let go of trying to control others as much. It was a difficult lesson and I still struggle with it sometimes.
Bye for now..
Lyn
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Boo! Hey there, matey! Turnabout is fair play, eh? You know, Lyn, I can really identify with your “control issues”. Maybe it’s something we all have to grapple with at one point or another - that realization that no matter how hard or how desperately we try to maintain control (because we seem to believe that if WE aren’t in control, everything will undoubtedly and irrevocably fall apart) we just CAN’T DO IT. The only people and circumstances we can control is ourselves and our choices; nobody else’s. But once we figure that out (and like you, I have my share of regressive moments) it DOES tend to lessen the stress a bit.
You’re doing great, m’dear! Keep up the good work!
Z