It was movie day in our house and of course Mom had to pick
the sappy movie of “Inside Out”. As if
crying most of the day wasn’t enough, the movie made most of it worse. Now I’m snotting all over myself and my glasses
are all fogged up.
Here’s a tip, if you’re having an emotional day, try not to
watch a movie that is based solely on emotions.
Every emotion we have combines together to make up our life. All of the decisions we make and our memories
that we keep shape the type of person we are and how we continue to live our
lives as adults. In an adult situation
you could see memories of joy during the good times we have together with our
friends or family members, and sadness when something hurts our feelings or someone
passes away. We feel fear when our
children get hurt are in danger, we feel it when our friends are in a dangerous
situation or our family members or friends are in the hospital. We are scared of what the doctors will say. As an adult we are disgusted of other’s
behavior when they are the same age as us and the immaturity they show as a
business owner or even a person in the general population shines through so
horribly. We get angry when someone we
loves does something we don’t agree with.
If our kids break something or come home with bad grades. We fight with our spouses and our
friends.
All of these feelings build us and mold us into genuine
people, if you are a genuine person you should have all of these feelings most
of the time. If you are angry all of the
time, as an adult you should take the time to sit back and think about some of
the joy that has been in your life in the past and find it there. Bring the joy and all of the other feelings
back into your life. Each of us need
these things to survive.
We can’t walk around being sad creatures all of the time or
being super joyful all of the time. I
guarantee I get angry some days, but people compliment me on my smile more than
anything. I would like to think that my
smile causes a lot of people to strike up a conversation with me, therefore I
have a lot of friends or “acquaintances”.
I do, however, have very few close friends. These have been some of the best friendships
that I have cherished with all of my heart and feel that I could never replace
with anyone else. Many people know that
my friendships mean more to me than almost anything besides my family. In fact, I treat them pretty much like family. I take them very seriously. I have very few friends that I let into my family
or into my home, but if you do earn that trust it means that Leon and I
consider you a part of our family. You
can wear my clothes, take naps here, and roam around the house as you
please. These privileges aren’t given to
anyone, especially when it comes to my kids.
With all of the special behaviors that my daughter has and the amount of
time it takes for her to get to know someone, I am very picky about who I let
into my home.
When those emotions of disgust and anger come out with those
types of friends, I don’t know what to do with myself. I try to reevaluate the situation and see if
something went wrong. If the friendship
was short, I try to see if maybe things came together too quickly. Overall if a friendship like this is failing,
the emotion of sadness takes over and sometimes it’s hard to get the joy back in
your life. The tears come from the pit
of your stomach and stream down your face as you try to figure out where things
went wrong. Next, you have to try to
figure out telling your kids that your friend that has been there forever all
of the sudden won’t be. No summer
baseball games, no gymnastic stunts and no camping at the lake. All of the promises to the kids were
empty. The emotions of sadness hit again
and you have to think about what emotions your kids will be feeling and how you
will bring the joy back into their lives.
The smiles that were in their lives yesterday that are no longer there
today.
As a child memories were always important to me, and my
memories of growing up have stayed with me as I’ve become an adult. All of my memories weren’t good memories, but
the good memories were some of the best times of my life. I remember times way back to when I was four
or five years old back on the farm and having great times busting windows out
of the barn with my cousin. Fun memories… not so fun later when I got in trouble, but
it was still fun.
As a parent my main goal in life is to make memories with my
kids. It might be a night in our
backyard pool cooking some hamburgers on the grill, or it might be driving down
the road and Leon teaching Lawrence to fix a flat tire in the summer when it’s
100 degrees. The best thing is, they
will be memories. The hardest part will
be deciding, in the future, who will be involved in making the memories with
them.
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