Still in the 1st section (Eat, I guess.); Bead 25. It's a beautiful story about Ms. Gilbert's favorite building in Italy. The basic point is to be prepared for change. The world is chaotic madness. Today is hum-drum but tomorrow everything we find comforting and normal is turned upside down or lost. We must be prepared to accept the new world as it changes or get left behind.
I can relate to this greatly with my military life. There is always the chance the military could decide to yank my husband's ship back out to sea for an undetermined time. If I refuse to accept this it will only make things harder on me. I must be ready to mentally accept the idea of him being home for months is gone, and accept a new mentality of him being gone again. I must bend like the trees to the wind, or get knocked over in the winds path.
The reminder may be nice to relate to, but it certainly isn't helpful toward my current circumstances. I still wish things would change. I still wish my husband was done with the navy now so we could get onto our next phase in our life.
Last night I had a wonderful dream. We were living near home again. I was able to go and play with my niece and nephews any time I wanted. I took them out to dinner, the park, the zoo. We had such great times and memories. My husband and I began discussion starting a family of our own.
My wants are leaking into my slumber, preventing me from having the wonderfully deep sleep dreamless sleep provides. This upsets me. I need to come to terms with the fact, despite my fevered prayer to God yesterday, my husband is in the Navy for the next 3 years. If I want to stay with him (damnit, I do. I love him.) then I need to accept it. I'm dealing with it, but that's not the same as accepting it.
Accepting it means finding good in my surroundings. It means I must stop praying to God for my circumstances to change. "Please send him home early from deployment.", "Please cancel his 3 month leave in July.", "Please <somehow> get him honorably discharge him from service."
The question is how do I accept this? How do I stop wanting them? How do I turn this place into something when I've made up my mind that I greatly dislike this place? Is it even possible?
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