The High Road

taking the high road

Life is a bowl of cherries, right? Well, not always. In fact, rarely. Let’s face it, often life is just one catastrophe after another. Large or small, it’s always something isn’t it? Whether it’s the car breaking down, a letter from the IRS or your new teflon pan melting on the range, it’s always something.

My mother used to say that hard times build character. I suppose that’s a philosophical way of saying that life sucks and you have to make the best of it. Perhaps. There is also that old chesnut of taking the high road. Killing people with kindness and so forth. But it’s not easy, is it?

Especially when people you trust and you care for, betray you. When everything you believe about someone turns out not to be true. Or that the truth you thought existed doesn’t. What confusion you can feel when that happens. What betrayal. It can be downright disorienting. It can make you feel like you are in an elevator doing a free fall from the 30th floor. And often, you can feel completely justified in being bitter and resentful about it. You can feel sorry for yourself for the injustice and unfairness.

But here’s the thing – that doesn’t get you anywhere. It doesn’t make you feel better. It doesn’t enhance your life. It doesn’t improve one damn thing. In fact, it just makes you feel helpless and unable to cope. It traps you into an endless cycle of fear, resentment and frustration. Believe me, I know.

Hard as it may be, the best solution I’ve found is to take the high road. To just decide that it doesn’t matter what others have done to you, what life has handed out to you – but what does matter is what you do about it. How you carry on and continue to make a life for yourself. Things, people, situations, all pass eventually. What you can do nothing to change has to become irrelevant in your mind. You have to let it go and move on. Take the high road, as they say. You never know – you might find something wonderful there, if you do.

WC

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4 thoughts on “The High Road

  1. *hugs*
    I hope you’re okay. I know how it can be, wondering wtf you did to deserve this. Whatever ‘this’ may be.

    Take care of yourself, A.

    Aw, don’t worry about me, honey – I’m fine. Yeah that wondering wtf is right. LOL. ‘This’ is just me moving on – that’s all. Not to worry. ((hugs)) to you too.

    Love
    Annie

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  2. Hi Annie,

    I like the way you’ve written this post the way you’ve described betrayal and trust. It’s happened to us all some where along the road. I’ve found I can cope with the biggish stuff more so than the smaller.

    Theres a saying in my head about a pack of cards but I can rightly remember it ( Hold on I’ll just search for it )

    ‘Each player must accept the cards life deals him or her: but once they are in hand, he or she alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game.’

    This is not the one I had in mind but its similar.

    Life is a wonderful journey and as you say we can live with the feelings of hurt and confusion resentment and blame or we can accept that thats part of lifes wonderful journey and taught us what we needed to be taught at that time and move on. Time moves on doesn’t but I think the trick is to move on with love. I’m actually learning about that within myself at the moment. I’m learning how to let go with love.

    Life is wonderful, winters setting in now so it might be a bit harder , moneys tight , emptying my bath is coming through my kitchen ceiling and I can’t get this bloody dog back on its lead now, my sons driving me crazy and my daughters being a bit bitchy at the moment.

    Am I wittering – Think I am arn’t I.
    Great Post Annie
    Love Di.

    Hi Di,
    You know I’ve never told you this, but you are a very insightful woman. You really are. And righto – life is a wonderful journey, I think, if we decide to make it one. So much that happens in our lives are our own doing and I think we don’t realize that. The day, no matter what may happen is good or bad because of what we think it to be. As is so much of life.

    Sorry about your ceiling, recalcitrant children and peppy dog – but knowing you, it’s probably after all is said and done, a source of humor and joy for you. Life can be deliciously unorganized, can’t it?

    Love
    Annie

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  3. Hi dear. This is certainly true. I feel like that today so it’s odd that I am reading this. Helps to know you’re not alone. Sounds like your Mother was wise…k

    Hey Cutie,
    Mom did have her moments. 😉 Nope, you’re not alone and that’s the truth. And don’t you forget it. 😉
    Annie

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