I have the habit of trying to fix. Fix people. Fix problems. Fix people with problems. I want sunshine and rainbows all of the time in my happy little butterfly land. It doesn't work that way. I can't make you taller, make your bank account grow or give you a better relationship with your Dad. Childhoods are what they were. The past is precisely that. Regret....well, we know every cliche under the sun about that one. No pun intended. I will worry about your marriage, your children, my family, the bills, the world. I will worry that you don't take your vitamins. Will storing food in plastic make us all sick. Did I do this right, better, more completely...so as to help YOU? It goes on and on...
I've spent almost all of my years "fixing". As a child it was a weight and a burden. In my excited and early adulthood it was a challenge. In my current state of life it's all too much for me to handle. I spend almost every minute of each day fixing. It really hasn't worked. I'm here writing about fixing and everyone else is asleep...going about their nights in a peaceful slumber. Or cranky ones...but I can't fix them either.
As I ponder on how to fix the world and all its inhabitants I realize nobody is fixing me. Maybe all of this time I was practicing. Getting my degree, my masters and my doctorate...on Fixology. I should be really qualified then, huh? For a bit I thought it was my calling. I was here to serve. I still think that is partly true. I tend to problem solve and organize and empathize very well. But maybe I'll lean more toward understanding, accepting and prioritizing. I will start to let things BE.
I will strive to fix only the things I can...like dinner, broken doodads, and a hole in the bucket. I will strive to mend things like torn material, a treasured keepsake, or an occasional heart. (Oh come on now, I can't quit cold turkey). I will either accept you as you are or choose to move on without you but I will try with all my might not to fix you...I seem to have enough of a workload already!
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