I’ve been on vacation at the beach for the past 8 days. The weather has been gorgeous, the temperatures perfect for beach play and porch revelry. As the breeze whispers over my sun baked skin I wonder why I can’t relax. Why is it that in this most pristine of settings my stomach is all a-flutter.
Sadly, I realize I have let a work issue glom all over my vacation
As I ponder, I feel as though I have done everything I can do to ‘fix’ this slightly messy predicament. As I go through my mental checklist I can say an unequivocal yes to all the ‘Did you...?’ questions that arise in my head. Still perplexed, and quite frankly tired of the butterflies inhabiting my mid-section in this most perfect of settings, I said to my husband ‘I don’t understand. Why can’t I let this go?’ And he replied, in his most Buddha-like fashion ‘It’s because you care so much and you want everyone to be happy.’
Ahhh..... Bingo!
I think, as women, we are so innately wired to be caregivers that we frequently don’t even recognize we are carrying the burden of other’s happiness. And, the reality is, as rewarding and fulfilling as it can be, it’s not our job.
So, with my ah-ha moment came a little peace. I’m reminding myself (several times today already) that I have done my best. I have offered what I can with kindness, care and grace. I can’t fix, or even smooth the way for all the individuals involved. I can’t create their happiness. I can only do what I can do. And, that’s enough.
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