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This weekend my older son and family came to visit for their son's first birthday celebration. Conversations covered many topics and reminiscing became part of the pattern of the days. As I thought about our moments I recalled a memory from long ago shared by my father and me.
Bridey, I really hope this helps you break it all down... I know that it's not always realistic not to be stressed when you're spending a shitload of money and time planning one day, but if you just breathe, and remember that you CAN do this, your inner rockstar will shine through. Got it?
The gift of challenges and change, even those I didn't choose, is that they continue to give me opportunities to practice being thoughtful in my responses and stay poised for all that is possible.
It almost goes without saying that the days of yesteryear seemed so much less stressful and rude and judgmental and on steroids than the days of now. Pressures certainly existed back then. Rude and judging have always been around; but maybe we took heed to follow elderly advice "if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all."
I don't mind raking. In fact, I rather enjoy it, as fall is my favorite time of year and doing yard work gives me a fresh-air break from parenting. But after a recent weekend of the blister-forming repetitive chore, I realized raking is pretty much exactly like parenting. Really. By Sunday evening I felt the urge to read the leaves a night-night book and ask if they'd brushed their teeth. Don't believe me?
I have a good friend and client who runs a small business, and he frequently tells me that, even though his business is profitable, he's up many nights worrying about it. Now he's got something else to worry about: All this stress may cause him to get cancer.