It’s the one day when everything
usually flows in abundance.
Food. Drinks. Love. Happiness.
Celebration. Dancing. Party.
Endorphins flow freely, and we
feel love for the entire world… and the whole world loves us back.
It’s a wonderful beginning of the
rest of our life. The beginning of
marriage. The beginning of a new family.
The long-lost soul mates are finally reunited. We might be the polar opposites, but
on that day, it just doesn’t matter. I see clearly how
perfectly we complement each other. How perfectly suited we are to complete
each other. Effortlessly we fill out each others gaps. Nothing is impossible, no mountain too high, no ocean too wide, no obstacle too great.
It’s a glorious feeling that
boosts our high hopes and even higher expectations...
The feeling, though, is not reserved for just the wedding
day.
It happens every time we
experience a transition.
A new baby.
New job.
New project.
New house.
New country.
New pet.
New church.
New... God?
The new brings promise of a
desired future and all the accompanying emotions that go with it.
But, those rarely last.
Sooner or later we are faced with emotionally depleted reality.
They ran out of wine.
Most of us find the beginning
of the matter easier than the end. We love the
fresh start. Clean slate. The excitement of novelty.
But when the novelty wears
off, the fresh becomes a bit …old, a bit stale… when the slate gets spills and
splatters, dings and dents… when the bloom becomes wilted...what do you do?
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