Before going to bed, these paragraphs of Elizabeth Gilbert caught my attention and made me think a lot.
Then my mother shocked me. She said,” All those things that you want from your relationship, Liz? I have always wanted those things, too.”
“You have to understand how little I was raised to expect that I deserved in life, honey. Remember – I come from a different time and place than you do.”
My mother has made choices in her life, as we all must, and she is at peace with them. I can see her peace. She did not cop out on herself. (…) Maybe some things were sacrificed , and my dad made his, too – but who amongst us lives without sacrifice?
And the question now for me is, What are my choices to be? What do I believe that I deserve in this life? Where can I accept sacrifice , and where can I not?
Seriously, neither choice nor sacrifice is the right topic to read about before going to bed. This leads to way longer contemplation so I must stop now. Yoga class is awaiting in fewer than 8 hours from now.