We always learn from life, from good and bad situations. We do other things too, especially with the difficult situations. Today I’m talking about those “bandaids.”
We lost our bitchy but loved lab Maggie in January. She died from cancer at the age of 14. My initial reaction was “we are never getting another dog, I don’t want to let my guard down to love a new dog!” Abby, our 12 year old Basset Hound went into a deep depression. She missed her sister, her companion. I was worried about her, but if I am being honest, I also missed the energy of a 2nd dog. I began to like the idea of loving another one…So the search began, despite my initial pronouncement!
On March 12th we brought home Cassie, an 8 week old goldendoodle. We were instantly enamored. Well, it took Abby a little bit longer, but by day 3 we were all adoring her and the fun, lively energy she brought into the house. She, or the choice we made, had removed a defensive layer, a ‘bandaid’, of mine and it got me reflecting. Where am I wearing other bandaids?
When we’ve been hurt, we often put up a layer, a bandaid, to protect us. In some cases, we take off the bandaid when we are healed. But what about the times we don’t? What impact does that bandaid have on our lives, on relationships, current and future ones? At times, I notice I protect myself too much. To what end? I don’t feel as connected as I could be, I don’t let great people in, I don’t have as much fun. The bandaid that was designed to protect me and let me heal begins to do the opposite. This is no good.
So my challenge as I move into May is this, take off my old, nasty, useless, bandaids that aren’t serving me anymore. Open-up and be more accessible, be more vulnerable, be more me. The risk is far, far less than the gains. Goodbye bandaids!
What are you challenging yourself to do this May?
In the meantime, check out our cute puppy! Oh, and Abilene is still amazing too!
