Years ago, after a breakup with an
ex-boyfriend. I found myself crashing on the couch of a dear friend's
house. Her home was always a place where people sought emotional refuge
and I found myself like others seeking her support.
It was Easter, and as I grew up in an immigrant family, holidays in general
were a non-event. However, on this particular Easter Sunday I found myself
woken by my friend's vigorous humming of the Bunny hop, and saw through a
sleeping eye, her bouncing hair as she literally hopped around the sofa. She
greeted me 'good morning' as her children (all in their mid 20's) came
rushing in and asked me if I was ready for the hunt? Groggy, I found myself
being ushered up and to the front door where her children were already poised
for a sprint.
"Ready, Set, Go!" And all of a sudden I found myself running
around the outside of the house not quite sure what I was looking for. . . I
had seen the colorful eggs being dipped for hours the night before in lavish
colors, sprawled out over pages and pages of newspaper but was uncertain as
to how to carry them once I found them. The mystery was solved when an
excited giggle floated from over a hedge and one of the girls had found her basket.
HER BASKET, it had her name, and gifts picked out specifically for her. Did
that mean that I TOO had a basket? You had never seen a 32 year old as
excited about hard boiled eggs as I was that day. Indeed, my friend had
crafted an extravagant basket for me as well, her generosity only exceeded by
the toothy grin which stretched across my face upon finding mine.
In fact, I was so enchanted by the way this family celebrated holiday, how
the children, well technically young adults, still had such a playful air,
how the entire house transformed with decorations, how the flower
arrangements reflected the season as well as the baked goods, that I
decided to spend every holiday of that year with this family. EVERY
HOLIDAY, from July 4th to Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and
Valentine's Day. What I lacked in experience I contributed with a newborn's
enthusiasm and with each holiday I would find myself, on the one hand, filled
with a poignant longing for a childhood I could never have, and on the other
hand allowing each new experience to permeate my consciousness for what was
possible in my future.
In the process, I realized that the echoes of my unhappy childhood had
prevented me from moving forward in many of my relationships. That
without a vision of a healthy, functional and more importantly celebratory
view of life, many of my past relationships had no real future.
Subconsciously, as intimacy would develop, I would retreat or my partner
would retreat as old patterns of restriction or limitation would cloud the
horizon. It's no wonder as who would want to enter into a relationship
and repeat the wounds of the past?
As I acclimated to my chosen divine family (mind you they also wanted to
adopt me), my vision of a real beloved partnership finally grew legs. "Happily
Ever After" was no longer a coda but rather had the makings of a full
fledged reality. And it's no surprise that I met my Beloved through a
connection of theirs...
So, I'm not suggesting necessarily ; ) that you crash some family's house for
the holidays but rather that if you did not grow up with the ideal vision of
family and partnership that you start to gather the people that you can call
divine family into your life now. This could be people of all ages, from
children to grandparents, because it takes a village to grow not only a child
but all Beloved relationships.
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