So here I am at a turning point in my life. You could say I’m at a fork in the road only I know which road to take and that being the road less traveled. After all you never know what kind of adventures you might find there! I’m the type of person who was always called a Polly-anna; one history teacher called me an Idealist which I took at the time as an insult until I ran that by my college Professor in Philosophy and she laughed and said that was a compliment and I now tend to agree with her. My sister always considered me as a person who was always wearing rose-colored glasses. She just couldn’t understand how anyone in their right mind could “love” high school. I took my mom’s advice she said “sign up for every club you can and you’ll enjoy high school.” So I did. Every club there was I was somehow connected. I wasn’t part of the “in” crowd either although I bet most people remember me from high school because of my visibility and perhaps my outspokeness. I was an A student but it was more like an A- and I did study all the time. So much so that I was put down by my father for studying too much. I find out later that my sister resented being dragged off to football games; dances; being a bridemaid; marching in a drill team I admit it was a bit much marching for 10 miles in a parade at the age of 10 but what can I say to me it was fun and full of adventure to her it was not fun and not an adventure. It’s funny how I learned just how different I was when I went to college and read about the 10% of people in that psychology experiment who chose not to push the red button just because someone in a white coat told them too. I would have said no I won’t do it and that would have been the end of that. I found out I was in the 10% non-conformist which made me unlike everyone else. What an eye opener that was. Meaning the other 90% would have shocked those students just because they were told to by their superiors. Forget the screams that was coming behind those walls. The people who were pushing the buttons did not realize that it was only pretend and that the people on the other side of the wall was not hooked up to a shock machine. They were acting as if they were being shocked with screams and moans and yet because someone in authority told them to flip the switch and they did without question.
So are you wondering why a 54 year old baby-boomer wanna be hippie non-conformist psyche major who refuses to take off her rose-colored glasses and I hope you will put your rose-colored glasses on and see the cup as being half full rather than half-empty; know about transformations and why I chose to deal with baby boomers. Because many of the issues that face baby boomers I experienced first hand and through my studies and counseling endeavors I feel I could be a wonderful teacher. They say when the student is ready the teacher will appear. So I hope you are ready and I hope I can be of service to you in some way. Perhaps you too have experienced a loss of a love one who couldn’t deal with the loss of an empty nest or perhaps you may no of someone who maybe experiencing this loss and you could be of service to them by getting them professional help in the mental health field than I know this blog has been helpful. So hold on tight and enjoy the ride!
My first topic will be that of the empty nesters. I have three older children who are grown 32, 30 and 28 and I remember crying when Jeff my youngest received his first holy communion. So I can relate to the feeling of how fast kids grow and to hang on to them for as long as you can because before you know it they’re grown and off to a new adventure of their own. Some go off to college, and some go off to the service while others get a job and move in with all their friends. You maybe lucky if you get a phone call from them once a month or if they drop by for the holidays. Thank goodness though for the social network Facebook and I highly recommend you get connected if you aren’t already. It is a wonderful way to stay connected with long lost friends I found one of my dearest friends from junior high and I had been looking for her for ever and a day and finally I found her brother who was able to give me her married name and we’re now connected. In my book I’ll give details as to how to get connected to Facebook it isn’t hard really it’s just coming up with a username and password and voila you’re connected to millions of people all over the world. It is hard to let go. This emptyness you are feeling is a feeling of despair and mourning the loss of your child. This child you took care of for 18 years of their life is suddenly gone. So are the cub scout meetings, church group meetings, school activities and this deep down feeling of “what do I do now?” I do want to emphasize that in some incidences these feelings of depression should not be overlooked especially if you’re experiencing deep signs of depression such as sleeping all the time, no energy to get out of bed and not realizing you’re worthiness and thinking about harming yourself — it would be a good time to see a therapist because I had a god parent who was going through difficult times with her children growing older and her feeling unworthy that she ended her own life and almost took her daughter’s life as well and for some people this is a turning point for them and they just don’t know how to cope with the loss. The first thing you need to do if you feel you are experiencing the loss of your children moving on with their lives is to realize that is why you’re feeling the way you do. There are several stages that you will go through. First is the hurt and the anger and perhaps there will be some denial. I suggest you take out a piece of paper and write down how you’re feeling and why you’re feeling this way. Keep a journal and jot down your thoughts or whatever comes to mind. If you enjoy art then art is great therapy as well as talking to someone perhaps a close friend who had gone through the same thing or perhaps your own parents. Once you have identified the situation you can then move forward and accept the fact that parting from the “nest” is a part of life. Life in itself is a journey, from the time you were born, to the time you move away, and to the time you die it is the circle of life. You have come full circle. This is a turning point for most people. I have lived through it but there have been others who have not. My youngest child is turning 18 next year and we’re talking about getting an RV and giving him the house. Hey he’s 18 and we’re free at last! We want to travel around the states and see the world! It is a time of rejoicing — give yourself a pat on the back for a job well done! Then throw that graduation party and rejoice! For it is a rite of passage and put on those rose-colored glasses after all life is what you make it! You can create your own reality — quit holding yourself back you can chose to enjoy life or not too. That is the beauty of having “free-will.” We can make our own choices it’s all up to us. Put on some beautiful music, take another look at that rose; isn’t it time to dig out those china dishes and have a party throw it in the honor of being free or throw that birthday party you always wanted. No one can throw a party as good as you! Learn how to do the cha cha cha; take a look at that beautiful sunset and that lovely rose that is in your garden. Beauty and joy and laughter is all around you. Life is what you make it and be grateful for what you have. There is nothing wrong with living in a world with your rose-colored glasses. So hold on tight for another magic carpet ride. Life is what you make it and we baby boomers don’t think we’re growing old — our lives have just begun.
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