Living life, Reflection, The Self

Taking delight in Holland

A new year, a new perspective, an appreciation for the present. The past in done, the future is what you construct in the present. 

This poem/story by Emily Perl Kingsley comes from her expectations which were vastly different than the reality which she found herself – parenting a child with a disability. It speaks of a loss felt yet to remain living in the past could not be the best way forward.

As I come to accept our life is transforming to one we can only catch glimpses now, let’s read some new guide books, learn a new language, meet new people… in each moment.

And my word for this year is Delight; my intention is to work with Delight. Wherever now is, there is Delight and delightful experiences to be had. 

 

Welcome to Holland

When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like you’re planning a vacation to Italy. You’re all excited. You get a whole bunch of guidebooks, you learn a few phrases so you can get around, and then it comes time to pack your bags and head for the airport. 

Only when you land, the stewardess says, “Welcome to Holland.” 

You look at one another in disbelief and shock, saying, “Holland? What are you talking about? I signed up for Italy.”

But they explain that there’s been a change of plan, that you’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay. “But I don’t know anything about Holland!” you say. “I don’t want to stay!”.

But stay, you do.

You go out and buy some new guidebooks, you learn some new phrases, and you meet people you never knew existed. 

The important thing is that you are not in a bad place filled with despair. You’re simply in a different place than you had planned.

It’s slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy, but after you’ve been there a little while and you have a chance to catch your breath, you begin to discover that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland has Rembrandts. 

But everyone else you know is busy coming and going from Italy. They’re all bragging about what a great time they had there, and for the rest of your life, you’ll say, “Yes, that’s what I had planned.”

The pain of that will never go away. 

You have to accept that pain, because the loss of that dream, the loss of that plan, is a very, very significant loss. 

But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to go to Italy, you will never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland. 

 

Where or what is your Holland?

~FlorenceT

 

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