A while back, prior to now, jumping around was not a difficult thing. Jumping in and out of jobs, relationships, home(s) etc. I am a Pisces and rumor has it that once our habitat in the ocean begins to get heated up, we swim to cooler parts of the ocean. That, my dears, is the summary of my work-life. Make that entire life! *sadly so too*
But I am glad we learn every day ~ for those of us who are open-minded enough to learn.
I was brought up in several homes as a kid. No thanks to my Younique background of Six Parents ~ Three Dads and Three Moms. For de-tales see previous post here. Anyways, back to the present, I have learned a lot about life since I left my nest, scratch that – since I left my parents nest. #Thankfully!!!
As I watched Will and Kate, I could not but imagine what the ceremony would have been like if Diana was alive, not only alive, but …
Back to Mee, while I was growing up for instance, all I needed to do to change my environment was holla at any of my Six parents and complain about trivia (trivia here ranges from petty stuff like “she gave me a bad look” to “I was served cold dinner today”). And almost immediately, the summoned party/parties made arrangements to relocate me. I mean, it was that easy!
Little wonder, I got a totally wrong impression about how the real-world was run.
Sadly, no one ever encouraged me to stay put or endure or forbear. The circumstances were daunting actually, so it would have been mean if they had asked me to forbear. A particular guardian actually used to drum these words into my ears though, “forbear your rights to maintain peace” and in my honest opinion, that’s hogwash!
-è Ok, let me fess up here, ~ “my honest opinion” here actually happens to be the opinion of another guardian who was at loggerheads with Mrs. Forbearance of Rights! Their constant bickering didn’t help me adjust properly because at that time, I didn’t dare take sides with anyone.
I subsequently became an extremist. Forbearing where I should have spoken up and speaking out where I should have been silent. Striking a balance was a bit of a challenge because my teenage soul had no idea what “balance” was anymore. To say I was tossed to and fro would be putting it mildly, LOL. Thank God these things are now a thing-of-the-past though.
Err did I actually just refer to these things as a “Thing of the past?” His-story? Who am I kidding? As if I am not now suffering the effects of constantly being made to move around… In six years, I have worked in six different companies and four industries SMH. Job-hopper of the highest order; who says our experiences don’t shape our future? RME!
It beats my imagination when I see people jump in and out of marriage. Divorce affects the kids more than it does the adults. (At least the adults are expected to be older and thus assumed to be wiser and more stable). Sadly, many homes are broken, although not at the centre, and the effect of this ‘brokenness’ is often worse than the challenges of divorce.
Royal or Not; May our Homes be Happy and our Marriages Blessed, and so be it!