🌠The Day the Music Died

The Day the Music Died

What does that mean for you?

For me, it means the day that someone crossed the line… and you realize things can never be the same.

How do you deal with that when it happens?

I can assure you, it’s a gutpunch.

And its something you cannot just “make go away”.

Communications definitely can help, mind you…

… but you have to both be ready to be open and show tolerance to each other.

And reaching *that* point is something that can take quite some time.

So! How do you handle it, when you feel your heart was literaly broken?

You give yourself permission to grieve, permission to mourn, permission to accept your own failings for having tried to be so helpful in the past…

And you redirect all of that angst to your business/family and the like.

When it comes right down to it… the only person (truly) you have to blame…is yourself.

I’ve watched now for several as people whose hearts have been broken blame the other person… and take no ownership of the fact their feelings were never returned in the first place.

I’ve seen others posts calls to action that would inspire murder.

I’ve seen other people get on their sanctimonious high horse, and when challenged to support their view – they disengage while telling other people, they were being bullied (because someone dared to insist on citing authority references).

I’ve even seen that some kids in this generation somehow takes what their parents have struggled to offer them…

… quite for granted.

So again.

What DO you do on the day the music died for YOU?

You take ownership of the fact you gave rent-free space in your mind to someone who possibly didn’t deserve it.

You be gentle to yourself.

You be kind to yourself.

You forgive yourself for your expectations.

And you take the lessons you’ve learned and ideally become a much wiser person indeed.

In closing, you cannot control what the people around you, do.

But you can choose to learn how to control your responses to whatever provocation happens.

Life is too short to angst about people who set ultimatums.

Let them go…

… and let YOU continue your journey as well.

Think about it.

Best,

Barb