Ok,
sit right here next to me and tell me your story.
What
made you so afraid? Other people’s opinions of you? And now their judgment?
You
are a hero, my friend!
You
had the courage to take a stand for what your heart was calling you to do.
And
you... you relented and did not make that choice? You felt you had too much to
lose? And in the end you feel you lost anyway? But you are a hero, too! You
honored your tribe and showed flexibility and grace. Would you make the same
choice again? Perhaps not. But don’t diminish the grit you showed in facing
your fears head-on.
Let’s
think for a moment about what unites us all. It’s what brought you here to this
circle. Something, or someone, some “other” factor, made you feel doubt or even
shame about a choice you made. You’ve shared your choices... a relationship
with someone too different, a move away from family, a high-risk job, and all
those other endeavors seen as “outside the box.”
First,
let’s consider what your experiences had in common. Remember that none of us
lives in a vacuum. Our family, friends, and loved ones are important to us. If
we’ve allowed their well-intentioned opinions to become weapons against us, it
was because we made a decision to believe they were right. Our choice was too
risky, too different... their advice to abandon our idea was too compelling and
was truly “for our own good.” If we went ahead and followed our hearts,
we risked losing them, and thus a piece of ourselves.
But,
my friends, this drama is age-old! Art forms abound with the time-worn theme of
“Paradise Lost,” or “The Road Not Taken.” Yet we here today, in our circle, are
sharing how the lives – the hearts and souls – of the affected individuals are
forever changed in the process.
Before
we open our circle to our broader audience, let me share my story.
I
moved 3,000 miles from family and friends with a partner 15 years my senior. I
left a company I helped start, and accepted a position with a 60% cut in base
salary.
In
the 23 years since then I have made a new life surrounded by family and
friends, and have retired comfortably after making more money than I ever would
have had I not moved. I own two homes allowing me to enjoy year-round sunshine,
and share a wonderful life with the partner I chose despite all our
differences, and all the objections of others.
I
am happy, and at peace, and whole.
And
now I’m here in this circle of friends, eager to engage your story.
When
you have made a choice which conflicts with well-meaning loved ones, who
ultimately gets to decide what is right for you?
If
you’ve met your perfect complement, would that not also be your perfect
opposite?
Have
you had/ do you have the courage to stand firm in your decision?
Can
you resist the path of arguing for your own right to choose?
Let
me know where and when in your life’s journey you took the road less
traveled. And please don’t forget to add your personal characterization
as to how it all turned out. Because the hero needs to tell his stories. And
others need to hear them.
Love this Alexis!
ReplyDeleteGod knew! HE moved you to that decision, for he “does imaginably more than what we ask or imagine.” He knew what lie ahead was better than what you thought “best” at the time!
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteWell written and true!
Thank you...
This is a huge topic and as I think of it, it looms larger all the time. It is hard thinking back to feelings and motives and results. But first let me say I was never very brave and never wandered far from the family tribe as a child or young woman. I did what was comfortable and acceptable. Why would I throw that away? The results were good. After high school graduation when I told my father I wanted to go to college rather than get a job he said something like why? You need to go to work, make some money, have a good time then get a husband to support you. He wasn’t mean about it but that is how an Italian father thinks. What he didn’t count on when I went to work was my meeting someone who I decided to marry much to his objection. My parents said and did anything they could to change my mind about marrying the young man of my choice. They saw things in him that did not sit well. I decided I was not going to be denied what I wanted. That was probably the first time in my life I took a path totally my own. So my young man and I married and my parents did what all proper Italian parents do and gave us a nice wedding. What’s the rest of the story? My parents did see the truth after all. My choice brought much pain into my young life in those early years of our marriage. However, and that is a big however, that step I took ultimately led me and my husband to an incredible journey of discovery and learning and growing. We were so fortunate to have resources available to us that brought us to a wonderful place that gave me so much more than I ever imagined the day I walked down that isle. I did it my way, put up with the judgement and have been thankful to my Higher Power ever since.
ReplyDeletePS: My parents grew to love the man of my choice.
Thanks for sharing your heart.
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