And, then the next morning I got up, put one foot in front of the other and muddled through. And, as I expected, many others breathed a collective sigh of relief when we finally reached settlement. I watched others nod and smile. That was what they wanted to hear: God came in, saved the day and now there was closure. I wish I could describe some wonderful epiphany, some miraculous way God swooped down and rescued me and made everything right again. I can tell you that God has rescued me from a worse fate, but to some, my rescued fate is worse than anything they could endure.
And to many others, the fate or the rescuing are not nearly as important as closure. Just make it be done! I know that to some I am a reminder that no matter what else you do, closure — not to mention success — is not guaranteed. But, do not avert your eyes. Resist that impulse to reach out and slam the cupboard drawers. Look at my doors hanging open and let them tell you: I have survived without closure. For all the women struggling to make sense of our new world, brace yourself for what I have learned: Praise God, there is nothing so liberating as leaving things unfinished.
Closure is over-rated as a driving value. Whether you are facing grief over a loved one or a dramatic change of events, closure is not the point. Trying harder or looking the other way will not guarantee a tidy end.
Wishing things were different, or even trying to rush through them will not guarantee closure. So, embrace the open cupboard doors. Rummage around. Examine the messy things. Watch God work. Sooner or later we all suffer and find ourselves with cupboard doors hanging open.
In these times do we really look at who God is and what we have become? Do not be afraid to face that. I tried talking to him about it and he laughed and said he'd do better and he did, for a while. But now I'm back to living with Casper the Lazy Ghost. It's one of those little things. I don't want to make a big deal out of it. I sometimes forget to cap the toothpaste, so quid pro quo, right?
But I have to wonder, is this normal? Is my husband the only one who "forgets" to shut cupboard doors? Throughout the years I've worked with, or been friends with, people who I noticed do the same thing. Every bedroom drawer: open a few inches. Closet door: open. Bathroom cabinet: opened just enough so that the magnetic latch won't connect. Kitchen cabinets: same. He moved out a few years ago, and ever since, I've made sure every cabinet door and drawer are closed.
It take just as long and just as much effort to close the all the way as it does to close them part-way. He and I are still friends and when I go to his house: all open. He happens to be sloppy, but the other friend I mentioned above was not sloppy; everything seemed to be in its place at her house, but nothing was ever shut.
My ex was just at my house this week, and he had to get out scissors for something, and after he left, I found the damned kitchen drawer open about 1 inch. Do you know someone like this? What do you think it is? It's almost like a rare OCD thing. I'd say the person who is concerned with closed drawers is the OCD. The person leaving the drawers partly open is definitely non-OCD.
No mystery there. I'm sure you're being tongue-in-cheek, but in case you're not No, drawers are usually supposed to be closed, unless you open them to put something in or take something out. Ditto cabinets. Ditto closets. It's not obsessive-compulsive to close them; it's normal. Sure the normal, average person will leave a drawer or door open once in a while, and I don't get "OCD" about that. But are you claiming that it's normal to leave them all open, all the time, and that it's abnormal to close them?
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