I remember a time about twenty one years ago when I gave my heart, (I should have just used it) to pull a family back together. My mentor always told me to be an observer and not a participant! It doesn't matter the reason the family was torn apart, but it was. I forgave, and gave, and pulled and plugged and lost most of myself on that darn journey only to discover they aren't going to change at anything I do. Nope, not , nadda. Especially stubborn German's and Norwegians and then add some of those "dead people" generational cells that LOVE to carry on the crap....and that they do with magnificence... (Wouldnt want to give them too much glory, ssshhh) Today I decided to divorce my emotions from all of them before my heart takes a dive and Mommie Dearest might just try for the last win and bury me in the dirt vs cremation as I have requested. She feeds me things she knows I am allergic to so why wouldn't she bury me in the dirt? She would so they could have a big luncheon dealie. That's what Lutheran's do you know. Back to my point. D I V O R C E.....where is George Jones wife when I need her! What was her name? starts with L...no a T, Tammy Wynette..... Divorce... stands for a legal and final separation. My mentor told me when I got divorced I should maintain decency and kindness....she said, "Treat him like you would treat the Grocery Store Checker Boy!" Most people barely can do that in many families. I say dysfunctional families are more like an egg... They "start out ass-es" and they stay ass-es. If you read my blogposts you know how I dislike the raw egg laying in the pan with that white milky umbilical cord waiting for me to eat it. I wont! Family is the same....we start out with the umbilical cord, someone cuts it but the spiritual milky cloudy (ghosts) still try to hang on and hang out! Some can let them go and some cannot and some just try to work around the darn things.(Ghosts) I did that and it didn't work. I did do something wrong. I tried too hard. I should have just been nice (Grocery store bagger boy) and let God work on it. Today I wanted to play like Marie Osmond and drive up the coast (we have no coast) until there was no end to it. It was a long day. Lots of "Stinkin Thinkin" and allot of Drama Mama like a soap opera. I like creativity, not so much drama. Had a lifetime of it and enough is enough. "Paper or Plastic?"
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Saturday, December 6, 2008
Family.....sometimes their best left behind
I remember a time about twenty one years ago when I gave my heart, (I should have just used it) to pull a family back together. My mentor always told me to be an observer and not a participant! It doesn't matter the reason the family was torn apart, but it was. I forgave, and gave, and pulled and plugged and lost most of myself on that darn journey only to discover they aren't going to change at anything I do. Nope, not , nadda. Especially stubborn German's and Norwegians and then add some of those "dead people" generational cells that LOVE to carry on the crap....and that they do with magnificence... (Wouldnt want to give them too much glory, ssshhh) Today I decided to divorce my emotions from all of them before my heart takes a dive and Mommie Dearest might just try for the last win and bury me in the dirt vs cremation as I have requested. She feeds me things she knows I am allergic to so why wouldn't she bury me in the dirt? She would so they could have a big luncheon dealie. That's what Lutheran's do you know. Back to my point. D I V O R C E.....where is George Jones wife when I need her! What was her name? starts with L...no a T, Tammy Wynette..... Divorce... stands for a legal and final separation. My mentor told me when I got divorced I should maintain decency and kindness....she said, "Treat him like you would treat the Grocery Store Checker Boy!" Most people barely can do that in many families. I say dysfunctional families are more like an egg... They "start out ass-es" and they stay ass-es. If you read my blogposts you know how I dislike the raw egg laying in the pan with that white milky umbilical cord waiting for me to eat it. I wont! Family is the same....we start out with the umbilical cord, someone cuts it but the spiritual milky cloudy (ghosts) still try to hang on and hang out! Some can let them go and some cannot and some just try to work around the darn things.(Ghosts) I did that and it didn't work. I did do something wrong. I tried too hard. I should have just been nice (Grocery store bagger boy) and let God work on it. Today I wanted to play like Marie Osmond and drive up the coast (we have no coast) until there was no end to it. It was a long day. Lots of "Stinkin Thinkin" and allot of Drama Mama like a soap opera. I like creativity, not so much drama. Had a lifetime of it and enough is enough. "Paper or Plastic?"
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