Changing the Story
We all have these family stories and legacies. Hopefully, Reblogging this will get us all thinking about what we inherited from our family in the areas of caring, giving & getting affection, and reacting to other’s needs.
My own history and legacy is a complex one, one that involves my parents getting paid when we were sick, me being the main one to help get them the money (by learning how to pretend I was sick) and other things like there not being enough attention to go round.
Life is full of ups & downs and learning & unlearning, of getting & giving attention, and knowing when & who to ask for attention. Hopefully, in the long run, we learn to get attention for the accomplishments we made, rather than getting sick to get it. Hopefully, we learn to do that before we get sick one too many times, and find ourselves dying when we hadn’t REALLY wanted to.
Please, don’t ask me to explain. Just heed my warning.
Peace, love & health to all,
Sherrie
Sherrie Miranda’s historically based, coming of age, Adventure novel “Secrets & Lies in El Salvador” is about an American girl in war-torn El Salvador:
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When my nurse practitioner told me on Monday that she was treating me for pneumonia, I felt an inordinate amount of satisfaction. Smug, even. And at the same time, I was angry and resentful that my friends and family weren’t rallying around me. When I stopped to look at all that head-ichor, it felt contradictory and very, very old.
We’ve been exploring ancestry in our UU study groups—how ancestors may differ from relatives, how we receive transmissions and transfer them on to the next generation, how we are given gifts and responsibilities. With that in the back of my mind, I began to see my reactions to illness and support as a transmission. They are as much traditions in my family as oyster stew on Christmas Eve.
The only time we could count on our mom giving us positive attention was when we were sick. She touched us with care. She looked at…
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