What a surprise to discover that the older I get, the more all the wonderful things I've received from my siblings comes to the fore & the more all the experienced-as-drecky stuff fades to the back. Unexpected & beyond liberating!
Am fond of telling people that if I shared all the hurts & stressed perceived from my sibs, they could be covered over a short cafe au lait at Be Well , but to share all the amazing experiences & awesome insights learned from & through them...? Well, we'd be at Be Well from a breakfast yogurt parfait through a late afternoon tuxedo,
Age doesn't mute the pains & heart aches; it gives them a different patina, along with the awareness that as much as they wounded me, it's a given that I did a pretty good number on them, too. One of the great gifts of turning 50 was life began to gain a deeper perspective. It was pretty clear that I not only knew very little, I basically knew zip.
Peace with family, at least in my heart. Definitely one of the gifts of my older age.
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