Why is it that that the holidays can bring so much joy for some, and such deep sorrow for others? I think that because of my own childhood circumstances I learned a very valuable skill set very early in life. I developed my own special super power. For the most part I can see something good in most situations. I have taught myself how to look at the worst possible situations as life’s way of teaching me some important lesson.
This of course is not a foolproof superpower, like any other super powers it has it’s own brand of “Kryptonite.” Particularly when I am unable to recognize the lesson, When the lesson becomes a complete enigma with no possible (from my point of view 😉 ) redeeming quality. This is the point where I usually lose my ability to refrain from keeping my mouth shut.
Silence can be golden for the majority of life’s most miserable moments. It allows you to take a step back, a chance to explore every possible situation with a more rational approach. Rationality over emotional outbursts is by far the best way to avoid misreading most situations. Unfortunately last night my ability to remain both silent, and golden did not happen. I was in fact very much the opposite of silent, and golden.
As it turns out I am pretty pissed at my friends husband’s “Golden Silence.” I can find nothing redeemable about someone walking away from a 30 plus year marriage, with the only explanation being “I just can’t do this anymore.” I can accept that someone has the right to change their life in any way they might deem necessary. What I cannot swallow is their decision to move out right before a major family holiday without giving your spouse the much deserved answer to her question “Why?”