What had happened...
What do I
mean? Well, when I got married a long time ago, I had all the skills to be a
wife and mother. After all, I saw all those skills in my grandmother. She
cooked, cleaned, cared for the home, and worked here and there. Kept herself looking
up to par…She made sure the house was pleasant for my grandfather to come home
to.
In essence, she made a house a home and she passed all those skills down to me. I mean to
this day I am the only one in the family that can cook COOK. I had all the skills
necessary, or so it seemed, to be the best wife and mother to a hardworking,
kind, and loving husband who put his family first.
Now, that
is all fine and good if you marry that kind of person. I thought I had but when
I realized I hadn’t, I left, and my life looked and looked far different from
what I imagined.
Yet, after
years of contemplation and reflection on different stages in my life, I learned
a valuable lesson. The lesson was that I married a person who didn’t know how
to be a husband because he had never seen or experienced it. He was doing the
best he could with the skills and knowledge he had at that moment in time. All
he knew was that he loved me and wanted to be with me.
He had no
idea how to be a father, a husband, or much else. As much as I wanted to blame
him, I also came to see that it wasn’t his fault. Again, he was doing the best
he could with what he had or better yet, WANTED to have.
As I have
gone through life and experienced relationships both romantic and platonic, I
have realized people are operating on the knowledge base and understanding that
they have. What it looks like to me, doesn’t look the same to them.
They can only meet you from the position they are in. Does that make sense? They can only comprehend what they can comprehend. So that means their understanding of things may be vastly different than yours.
For
example, what do you or I consider a “healthy relationship”? Well, according to
Psychology Today, a healthy relationship has a few components; trust,
communication, patience, empathy, appreciation, room for growth, respect,
reciprocity, healthy conflict resolution, and openness and honesty.
That
sounds like a lot. Especially in a social climate where we can’t even be kind
or respectful of one another let alone have the capacity or ability to
articulate our feelings. We live in a space where we think we have tons of
options. When we think we have options, we lose respect, communication,
honesty, and most importantly empathy and patience.
Not
everyone has read books, taken the time to do their work, gone to therapy, or
sat quietly and reflected on their lives, their actions, and the role they play
in the creation of their own lives.
I see it
at work, in the streets, and everywhere. We all have our own sense of what is
reality and what is not.
Of course, I am of a BIG age and have had the time to reflect. I have lived through several iterations of generations, life, and good old technology.
But one
thing that never ceases to amaze me is how we show up in our relationships with
others.
Dating
has been all over social media lately and how everything is trash. Let the
media tell it and being “single” is all the craze and I don’t disagree. From
what I see, people are showing up unhealed, unhealthy, and hurt expecting a
positive or dream outcome.
Hmm….
when I think of it, I think of the definition of insanity. Doing the same thing
over and over and expecting a different result.
So,
instead of healing, doing the work, and attempting to unlearn destructive and
hurtful patterns, we show up with that same mess time after time but each time
expecting perfection and healthy balanced lives and partnerships. Or…someone to
“save” us or better yet, put up with what we are given and be okay with it.
We expect
communication when we cannot articulate or identify the issue. We expect peace when
we are not providing it. We expect affection and a listening ear when we won’t
shut the hell up and listen to ourselves. We expect loyalty while being disloyal…and
so on and so forth.
But it
brings back to mind the idea that we operate in what we know or have
experienced, right?
Healthy looks
different to everyone. For some, verbal, emotional, and physical abuse may mean
love. For others infidelity or psychological manipulation and being ride or
die, no matter what, means love.
Many of
us saw what we thought modeled solid relationships in our parents and grandparents
only to find out later that Papa was cheating on grandma the whole time with
the neighbor. Or beating her ass in the dark. Or that auntie was messing around
with the mechanic up the block while married with kids. Don’t even get me
started on the sister or brother that is your half-brother or sister by a woman
who is NOT your mom. I mean…
But as the
old saying went “as long as they take care of home’ or “as long as they don’t bring
it home” it’s okay.
But is it though?!
I am on
fire right now…
The stuff
of our childhood often turns out to be one big fat lie. We would never know
because we were always taught as kids to mind our business and stay in a child’s
place.
Not now.
All this drama is spilling over into the kids and the trauma of the parents is showing
up and showing out. It’s showing in how we date, and how we operate as
employees, friends, and even family members.
Don’t get me wrong, part of being a fully formed and healthy adult is confronting some of our demons and disrupting some of our patterns but are we doing it healthily and solidly? (sounds weird)
It is my
thought that healthy relationships are full of fighting fair, open, and HONEST
communication, emotional maturity, and intelligence, as well as compassion, empathy,
and forgiveness. Now I’m not talking about constant forgiveness for poor choices.
I am talking about forgiveness for fighting unfairly or misdirecting our anger.
Not abuse…let’s be clear.
Aside
from everything I mentioned before about being in a relationship with others, we
bypass the most important question of them all.
Do we even
like the person we are trying to be in a relationship with? I mean on a very
basic level. We should FIRST and
foremost like the person we love. No one ever talks about that. Liking the
person is paramount to all the rest of this stuff.
We tend
to do mean and nasty things to people we don’t like and frame it under the
guise of repeated mistakes and mistreatment. Or that is just how I am. But I
believe if you cared about or even liked a person, we’d behave better.
Think
about it. We’d think twice about some of the shit we do or say. When we like
and care for a person, we allow a certain amount of grace when being human.
As I
define healthy relationships for myself, again I realize not everyone reflects,
evolves, or does the work and that is why everything I am seeing is making me think
more deeply on the matter.
I had to
step back and ask myself some hard questions as I tried and determine what
I wanted my life and relationships to look like.
I had to
ask if I had ever been loved the way I wanted in a relationship? Was I expecting
something from someone that they were not capable of giving or that didn’t know
how to give it, still, at my BIG age?
Why am I
still seeking from others what I know they are incapable of giving? I mean we
all need to ask that question, especially if we keep ending up in places we don’t
want to be or feeling things we don’t want to feel.
Or why
are so many opting to be single? Are they the ones who have done the work,
been through hell and back, and decided that people are doing the best they can
with what they have, and we just need to let them be?
I mean because
that is kind of where I am with it? #FACTS
It’s all
a tricky situation and we have the power to be better and most importantly to
choose how we proceed.
Will we
proceed unhealed or decide we want better and DO better?
Trying to
make sense of it all is quite honestly, exhausting.
At this
point, I don’t see the relationship situations (romantic or platonic) getting
any better because people have adopted the “that’s just the way I am“ mentality and we are just letting them be, as
I said before.
It seems
safer to drink, our water, go to work, travel, hit the gym, and mind our business.
But wait,
if only a few are doing the work, staying to themselves, not going “outside” …what
happens next? Cuz there only seems to be a few prized catches in the sea, and
far too many fishermen. Or have we stopped fishing? Good Lawd!
Hmm…I guess, we will do what we have been told to do, wait for the right one to come along.
No, not
that one. I got it, we will adopt the mantra it’s never too late to find love
(at 80 years old love finally showed up). Ha!
Or better
yet, do like the masses and throw the whole baby out with the bath water and
just reconcile to being that “auntie” or “uncle” that’s always gone some exotic
place, enjoying some exotic tryst…
I think I
will take the latter. I mean my grandma always said, live a life that makes a
great story to tell your grandkids!
(and I
got some stories)
XOXO




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