TRANSCENDING PRIDE OVER PEACE
SMALL STEPS: If I could share one thing I learned: Never leave the house withought telling your children you love them. In the moment when they say, like little ones (like your teens), "I wish you'd die, I hate you." Just tell them you love them, you know they are angry but you know that they love you and nothing from this moment through eternity - for all time - will ever change that love you have for them. Nothing they can say will every change that love. Always give them and yourself that gift of completeness and peace.
I learned once in a profound way to never leave "incomplete" with another person.
From the experience of my mom's sudden death when I was just 20, I will never leave the house or let my girls leave without telling each other or most importantly me telling them I love them. And if they had as younger children said nasty things, I'd say, "I know you're angry, but no matter what you say, I know you love me and always will. And I will always love you."
I was blessed to have said most everything before she died so our love was complete. But it took many years later for me to work with a priest and God to say how sorry I was for all I did as a stupid kid to break her heart, their hearts. And now I am at peace with her. I have come to learn I was just a stupid teen who did stupid things just like my girls do. And if she could read this, she'd smile, knowingly.
In my 30's, my Dad had a year of us preparing for his death - none of us ever knowing if it would be months or years. And there was no suffering, it was just a time bomb waiting to happen, suddenly and pretty painlessly. But that year of waiting allowed us to say everything we needed before he passed on. To make special last memories that were the best I had with him alone - and as two adults. So there was nothing left unspoken. The loss was as deep, but there was no trauma. Some say that knowing you have a limited time to live can be more of a blessing than dying in your sleep or suddenly. Because everyone who is self-aware enough can use that precious time to celebrate a life and to mend old wounds.
My grandmother stopped speaking to her sister for 10 years. I never knew for what. And I could never understand that. An only sister - for what? How do you just stop talking to someone you love? Thank God, in their waning years, they made peace. Nothing is irrevocable. And making peace is more for you than the other person. Though it can give them the gift of healing a broken heart.
So I can only hope if you have a friend, a sibling, a former lover, a current one, a boss, someone that you have regrets over things said or done, unresolved anger, broken hearts, unfair treatment - talk, bring courage, make amends, heal, make peace, forgive, ask for forgiveness. I have watched deep friendships just end. Families break up. That may happen. But don't let the cause be pride.
Pride destroys life. Humility gives life. Say what you need to say. Heal old wounds. Reach out. It's NEVER too late. Nothing was ever too bad to find some way to create a context and say whatever you need to say to make peace. And I have even learned that from victims of abuse and incest. Healing the past, heals you. We may never have control over the other person's reaction, but we can find peace. And maybe, we can give them the gift of peace. No one knows. So don't let relationships wither without closing the circle.
This is my prayer for you.
I watch my beautiful, tender soul and heart of a teen. All of her pureness, her heart are so open that it's if she has no skin around it. As she struggles letting go of an important friendship with a girl she adored and adored her - but she was left wounded constantly when they were together - it just happens in some relationships. Her pain inspires this post. For some of these relationships: friends, old lovers, ex-spouses, whatever, you can make peace, you can heal wounds, you can both leave in tact and whole and it doesn't have to mean you are meant to be friends, etc. It just may be better not to be. But it may be a chance to part with peace. And healing and hearts in tact. Or it may be a chance to reconnect.
As I tell my daughter, nothing in life, except death, taxes and the department of motor vehicles is irrevocable. Relationships can be rehabilitated. Trust can be regained. Peace can be found. It's not easy. But it's true. But we have to look into our hearts to find what relationships are right for us.
My heartbreak is I struggle to do this with my husband.. Yes, I am lost and adrift and pride pulls me further away from shore and tossed on the seas. And his pride does the same with him - and it's all for the petty stuff in the bigger scheme of things. But like some couples who are literally fighting to I am worn down. And I am lonely beyond words. How ironic. How do you love someone so deeply and feel so lonely, so worn down by, and so disconnected. He's the best man I know. He is a knight on a white horse who makes miracles for his beautiful daughters. He loves me deeply. But he has left me so often criticized, facing his constant anger and feeling bad. And I am just feeling like I need to run away. We spend so much time bickering over the small stuff that hurts and isolates because we are both fighting "for" the big things - our daughter's safety, loving them, guiding them, paying the bills and freaking over paying for high schools, colleges and retirement. As one person said in all the years she's worked with us and our daughter, the one thing she noticed about us is that we were so strung out with obligations that we had no peace. No peace in our lives. As individuals. As a couple. So I pray I can do with him all I just shared that is critical to life with others. And I will - and it will take time. And with all of the above, it boils down to one thing: Pride. Is pride really worth every moment it steals from you and from your being?