I was a student in college when the Rodney King beating took place. I'll never forget the trademark comment he made after the riots.... "can we all just get along?" So simple, yet so profound. That motto resounds countless times in my head over the years. To this day, I'm confused and saddened by things out of my control that make no sense. Couldn't we all just get along?
The same can be said about love, relationships, men, women, friends, exes.... the list goes on. Why can't we all just be civil adults that accept what happens in life and move on with dignity and respect for each other? Oh, here I go again assuming that everyone else thinks like me, and since I feel like we owe these small acts of kindness to each other, that obviously, everyone else will feel the same way. I've been wrong before for assuming such things, and it seems I have a hard time learning life's lessons.
When my ex left, I cried. A lot. I remember driving my kids to school and having to lift my sunglasses off my face because the tears welled-up so high, that I could barely see. Each time a memory of our family bliss entered my head, I would sulk and feel sorry for myself, thinking, "why can't he remember these happy times?" (Again, assuming that my ex viewed our marriage the same way I did--big mistake). It took a while, but I realized that he just isn't of the same fiber, and our paths lead a different direction. OK, I get it... and so I moved on. PHD Degree