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GO
I am so focused on letting go, that the word hold has me stumped.
On my way to work this week I thought about how my life has changed since my mother died. I frame everything in Before & Afters. Before mummy died I was this…or I did that… and now in the after… in this place of “life is too short” sometimes all I can think of is how to create more space for the things that move me. How do I create room for all the love, and peace and light I want in this life? How do I create the space for the things that truly satisfy my soul? How do I maximize the time I have?
And now as I think about hold…or rather holding space, or holding on, I think about the Before, the past. But only the pain and hurt and disappointment and sadness of the past. When did hold become a sad word?
My time is up…this thought will now be put on hold.
STOP
Five Minute Friday is a struggle. My thoughts always surprise me on what a word triggers. When my buzzer went off, I decided to look for a quote that brings some clarity to where my thoughts were going. I found this:
At any given moment, you have the power to say: This is not how the story is going to end. – Christine Mason Miller
I think it sums up “my life is too short to hold on to crap” mantra.
Thank you for sharing this one today. I think we all do that, think if terms of before and after. Sometimes, the greatest gift we can give to those we love is to simply live in the here and now. It is in the loving that we are most blessed.
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“Sometimes, the greatest gift we can give to those we love is to simply live in the here and now. It is in the loving that we are most blessed.” I needed to hear this Patty. Thank you so much for sharing.
Oh my goodness, Vernette. Your words move me in a profound way – I get it. Since losing my dad six years ago, I had yet to read someone else say the things I’ve said – how I frame life in Before and After so often now. And this – “When did hold become a sad word?” Yes. I have no words beyond this resonance, except you framed a question that has been rumbling beneath the surface for me for years, related not only to losing my dad, but other experiences, too, of “holding space, holding on” becoming things of sadness. I love the quote at the end of your thoughts here. That “this is not how the story is going to end.” We must hold onto this, no? Thank you, so much, for your heartfelt reflection.
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Amber all I can say is “who feels it knows it.” I’m sorry about your dad. Grief reveals who we really are doesn’t it? Thank you so much for sharing .