Embracing Life's Sick Sense of Humor
We have all at times watched with dread, frustration and perhaps fascination as life’s comedy and tragedy unfold with beautiful synchronicity. We have been trying so hard to repair the past and make it right. And just when it seems we have a chance to finally succeed, everything goes awry. The uncle you have been trying to manipulate into patching things up with dad gets drunk at thanksgiving and the long hoped for truce between him and dad goes down the tubes. You had an important meeting scheduled that one time your son gave you the chance to pay him back for being such a wretched parent. Your girlfriend took you to her friends as the last chance you had to “be a descent, nice sensitive person” and you blew it with that simple truth they all found so upsetting. The past was never meant to work out. It served as the chrysalis to bring us into this world, strip us of our beauty and set us free in the wilderness to find our own path. Our original family is for many not the true family we seek. Life’s sick sense of humor is not indication of your failure, but a prompt to get off your but and get on with creating on the new canvas that awaits your brush and color. Laugh as the past falls apart. Join in the fun of tearing down the old walls as the chrysalis opens. Tear it off, not as a sacred taboo, but as a gleeful abandonment of who you have been to create space for the new. Action: Accept the imperfect past and forgive yourself and everyone in it for their part in the drama. Complete what you need to complete so you can focus on the canvas in front of you with no guilt of past failings. Next time you conspire with life to create a scenario where you can’t win, laugh at the joke, accept it, and begin to look elsewhere for the life that calls you. The life in which you already are a winner.
Cresting the Waves:
A guide to sailing through life on
Relation-Ships
Dane E. Rose
