My husband and I have been married for 15 years now. That’s
a small miracle in this day and age! Like all marriages, ours has seen ups and
downs. During some of our rougher patches, we would enter into counseling.
There’s nothing like having a third party to team up with you to help tell your
husband everything he’s doing wrong, right? WRONG! The only way that counseling
will ever work is if we allow it to nurture an environment where we are not
only seeking to be understood, but we are also seeking to understand. After all
– we can’t change the other person. We can only change ourselves, our
reactions, etc.
It was in one of these counseling sessions that I received a
challenge that has since changed my view on the inevitable experience of failure.
After sharing what I thought Sean needed to do to make our
problems all better, our counselor gently challenged me by saying “Sarah, I
think you need to reevaluate failure.” It took awhile for my ego to allow the
truth of that advice to soak in. But once it did, I was able to look at the
conflicts in our marriage differently. It didn’t need to be all or nothing. If
we were taking steps forward in our communication, I didn’t have to assume we
were right back to square one if another miscommunication or conflict arose. I
could view the time in between conflicts as victory instead of each conflict as
a failure; all while still striving to do better the next time. It may sound
like semantics to some, but that little shift in thinking has helped me tremendously.
Because we all know that fear of failure can keep us from trying. And we know
that experiencing failure can keep us burdened and broken. But when we learn to
reevaluate failure, we can still move forward in victory; even if things don’t
go exactly the way we had hoped!
I had to remind myself of this truth just yesterday. I had
proudly posted via Facebook and Twitter that my son had finally been potty
trained! What takes some parents days had taken me weeks to achieve. (I’m told
kids on the spectrum tend to have more difficulty.) Initially Hudson would wet
his pants every 10-15 minutes. Then he learned to hold it 30 minutes. Then it
turned into an hour. Then eventually he was telling me when he needed to go.
And so after 2 days of dry undies, I felt compelled to celebrate my victory
with cyber friends! And as if Hudson’s bladder were attached to my “send”
button – he began having accidents again. Two pee and one poop! I started
thinking maybe I hadn’t trained him yet. Maybe I was celebrating too prematurely.
I even felt a little embarrassed having publically announced my son’s victory.
And while I was cleaning Hudson’s third accident, I decided to let go of my
frustration. I decided to go big picture. And once I did, I was able to see
that he was still having far less accidents then when we first started. I was
also able to take in the possibility that maybe it was just an off day. Just
because he had an accident didn’t mean he wasn’t trained.
I love your insightful blogs. They often hit on some problem I've been wrestling with and just need to tweak my thinking. To quote Dr Dwight Dyer's book title, "I Ain't Well, But I Sure Am Better".
ReplyDeleteSo glad to know that my ramblings make sense to more people than just myself. Appreciate the encouragement. Like the quote by the way!
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