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We start out in life thinking we are going to be a certain thing.
We make plans. We make choices. We move in a direction. We become invested in who we are going to be.
Sometimes dreams don’t work out. Plans change. Choices are made. Sometimes we fail. Maybe we succeed at different things. Our journey took us in interesting directions, and the people we met and experiences we had created forks in the road. We took some of those forks.
We are “here” today, right where we ended up. Not to say that “here” is a bad place.
In some ways “here” is better than we expected, in other ways maybe not as good.
However, there was a lot of us in the original plan. It was part of our story. Part of our narrative about who we were, and how we described ourselves.
And if, as I recently realized about my own original plan, it was wrapped up in a healthy (or unhealthy) dose of ego and pride, part of it remains with us years or decades later.
A few recent events triggered some interesting emotions surrounding an old plan. What I thought was long gone, had just been lying dormant. The freshness of the ego and pride associated with these events caught me a little off guard.
But I had to ask,
“Why are these emotions still here years later?”
“These plans, or goals are long dead, how did they return?”
It was in asking the questions that the answer came into focus.
What do we do when someone or something dies? We mourn.
Mourn:to feel regret or sadness about (the loss or disappearance of something).
When we don’t mourn, losses remain.
Even when we move forward, un-mourned losses lay dormant.
I never took the time to mourn the loss of who I thought I would be. Life moved forward, the plans changed. Life turned out better than the original plan.
But the un-mourned losses remained.
Where has your life taken you? Where have your plans changed, and your dreams shifted?
Where should you be mourning the loss of who you thought you would be?
Mourn. And may mourning help you move forward in your journey.