Acceptance

Acceptance

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Charlene Strong

I must admit that learning the hard lessons of accepting life as it unfolds has not always been my strongest attribute.  Honestly, for most of my life I have struggled deeply to control the uncontrollable aspects of life.

Accepting one’s life, warts and all, is not sexy. It does not lend itself to daytime drama status…okay well, there are a few of you.  I’m talking about who we are at our core.

Accepting life has left some very deep wounds in my heart.  At times the urge to run away is impossible to ignore; it has tested me, angered me and broken me.

Many of us walk around the wounded – scared and unsure that we are enough.  Do we make enough money, live in the right neighborhood or wear the latest fashions?  It’s enough to make anyone feel insecure.

I recently went to the desert to get some sun and leave the gloom of Seattle this time of year.  I struggle to find a place that feels relaxing and away from the constant work and thoughts and projects that make up my life. I was feeling separated from my life and, if I looked a bit deeper, lost.  I wanted to disappear for a moment and not think about life. 

Honestly…I wanted to be someone else, escape my reality.

Guess what? I could not run from it. It’s funny…everywhere I went, there I was.  I learned that I had to accept the “me” I was meant to be.  I had to accept the “me” that wanted to give up. 

I read this quote and it made me laugh today:

Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights, even if you don’t know what your rights are, or who the person is you’re talking to. Then on the way out, slam the door. ~ J. Handy

I have to admit that I feel a bit like Jack Handy some of the time, but really…is that so bad?

Read more from Charlene here: http://charlenestrong.com.

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