In every relationship, there comes a moment when you realize the moment has come. You can stop holding your stomach in. You don’t need makeup unless you’re going out. A tee-shirt and sweatpants are okay. You can relax and just be you. Remember how that felt? What a relief!
Then there’s the day you give up trying to remodel your family and friends. It feels exactly like that. One day, you have a revelation. Other people aren’t projects. You can’t fix them. Moreover, they don’t want to be fixed because they don’t think they’re broken. Wow! Who’d have guessed it?
Remarkably, despite your decision to stop trying to steer the world, it keeps spinning. It turns out we never had any control over anyone but ourselves and not a lot of control over that, either.
Welcome to live and let live.
It’s a refreshing change from endlessly and hopelessly trying to change everything. Given what a mess our world is in, fixing it isn’t up to you.
I wish I could fix it. I sometimes dream about fixing something big, something important that will make a real difference. Then, I look at this aging white-haired old lady in the mirror and all I can do is laugh. I can’t breathe because the pollen is trying to kill me. Fix the world? How about finding a way to afford a better inhaler?
So the choice is I can obsess over the madness surrounding us or I can live while hoping humanity somehow gets its act together. Sooner rather than later would be great. Regardless, I won’t be the one everyone is looking at for answers. That’s the biggest relief of all.