I am so grateful for the recently learned life lesson of “not my circus, not my monkeys...” or however it goes to mean I can not control everything, I can not fix everyone’s problems and I am not in “charge” of my family’s lives.
Yesterday was Thanksgiving but parts of it was more like Festivus (Seinfeld reference) with the “airing of the grievances” which I missed thankfully and was able to just focus on eating (like a boss) and ignoring the tension so my kids, husband and I could enjoy the holiday with those who also were fully present at the event and not in the midsts or arguing or post argument haze.
That is life with family, though - no one has a perfect one - we are all imperfectly perfect for each other I guess (in some ways). The real key and something I wish I had learned many many years ago is that it is not my responsibility to fix everything. It is not my role - my role is just to be thankful every day for what I have and learn to ignore the noise to focus on what matters.
Just a part of all that matters - throwback picture of my kids’ thanksgiving 7 years ago... and of course my husband, and passions of writing etc and ME - my care my life and health tooo :).
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