Tantrum…

IT’S NOT FAIR!!!!!

Kids are great at getting their feelings out. That’s sometimes inconvenient/embarrassing for us parents, but I have learned a lot from my children, and the value of a good tantrum is one. I tend to call it venting as that sounds a bit more grown up, but sometimes I just need a really loud protest at how things are simply not the way I would like them to be.

I’m currently still working on ‘letting go’ of my expectations and dreams I had held for sometime. Illness, infirmity, infertility, infidelity, disability, redundancy, bereavement, or in my own case, separation… I imagine all of these things (and more) can have us feel like we are not living the life we had perhaps expected of ourselves when we were young. I grew up with the fairytale expectation that I would meet my prince, marry, have children and live happily ever after. Yet pretty much everyone I know is living their lives having to face some kind of loss. So it’s how we adjust to those losses, how we grieve them, that I guess makes our lives what they are.

Tantrums/venting/ allowing ourselves to deeply grieve, cry, shout or whatever we need to do is one way… I’m lucky to have several people with whom I can do that safely, a sympathetic friend who knows we just need to let it all out and won’t think any worse of us. I know some people who almost seem defined by their losses – and when life has been particularly tough, I guess that’s no surprise. I know other courageous people who have grieved deeply and so have dealt with a whole host of disappointments, failures or setbacks and now carry no bitterness or regret. And that is what I’m aiming for. So grieve well my friends, for whatever it is that you have lost...