40 thoughts on “How To Let Go

  1. I can understand that it would be because you always want to look good in your father’s eyes. Being responsible is a good thing to be until it becomes a weight on your shoulders. It can get very heavy!

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  2. For sure – I find that setting aside the usual motivations (i.e.e I always do it that way,or I am 100% reliable) sometimes allows for better decision making – do I really want to do that? to exert that much effort for that return? And sometimes it underlines how important your actions are when you stand back and look at what would happen if you did not do what you feel you should.

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  3. What a great compliment for a dad to tell a child! Perhaps you were born to be responsible and your dad merely stated what he saw. Perhaps there is nothing to put down because being responsible is as much a part of, and important to, you as breathing. If true, you’ll only put it down at the the end of what I hope is a long and joyful life. I believe that while being responsible can at times be a burden, being irresponsible is a burden not only to oneself but to those around them.

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    • Thank you Russ, it was something that dad just recognized and pointed out to me. It’s my holding on to it that may be the issue. I love being responsible, love being appreciated for that, but do need to know the balance. I agree about being irresponsible, that, is not an option.

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      • Sometimes irresponsibility IS the right answer Colleen. I know you and many others would struggle with that but it is true. As a classic example how about The Bridge Over the River Kwai? Lieutenant Colonel Nicholson (Alec Guinness) helps the Japanese build the best bridge he possibly can , as a prisoner of war, even though he knows that the bridge will aid the Japanese war effort and end up being the death of many of British troops.

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        • Well Paul, you make an incredible point. And I happen to agree with you (before I even read the example!) I think there are times when pushed with responsibility we are not doing anyone any favors. Or, we do what is expected instead of taking that chance, or following that dream, or existing differently.

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  4. I understand that all too well. Responsibility is great and should be valued, but I missed out on a great deal of my childhood because of how responsible I felt for everything and everyone. I kind of wish I wouldn’t have developed that until I was older.

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  5. It is hard too, very true. Hang in there. Your dad saw you so well, it is both a burden and compliment. Meantime :hugs: as a means of help as you continue on. As my students would say, you got this. πŸ™‚

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      • Agreed, it was a complete compliment.
        I think we all do imagine that now and then, letting go. We are human after all. I know I fantasize about it from time to time.

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  6. My family felt I was the oldest so there were higher expectations of me. I felt honored but when I stepped down from the pedestal, my son, my brothers and friends stepped up and allowed me to be “free,” Colleen. It was quite invigorating.

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    • I was the oldest girl but there were a few boys older than me. But plenty of them coming up behind us too. We all had our hands full with responsibility. Well….maybe not that last little one who was a wee bit spoiled. πŸ˜‰

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    • I’m turning off comments when I get behind or know I will not have the time to get to them. I feel bad if people leave comments and I can’t respond. I’d rather turn off the comments and just let folks enjoy them. πŸ™‚

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  7. Your usual food for thought, always saying so much in such few words.

    Relatable to me as so often your poetry is. My mantra of late is ‘No one is going to take care of me for me.’ It is hard to step back from a selfless nature.

    Obviously, I’m putting my own personal spin on your poem…silly me!

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