Disappointment is OK

It is a little known fact that the bunny is the patron saint of disappointment. 

“When things are going well, they are never as good as it appears. And the same holds true during disappointing times; they are never as bad as they feel.”----My Dad

Yesterday, I received some news that left me genuinely disappointed. It made me cry. It just plain hurt.

Determined to hold myself together, several rituals worked and feel worth sharing. One thing is true—to be human is to suffer disappointments both large and small.

1.    I congratulated myself for having enough hope to be disappointed. If I didn’t care, it wouldn’t have hurt. Just as grieving my brother’s death, I know that if I didn’t love so much, the healing process would be easier and quicker. Having passion and sensitivity certainly is worth a disappointment.

2.    Even with a busy day, I ate outside on my deck and admired my backyard. I prayed and felt the grace that helped me move on with my day.

3.    After a late night, I made time for a warm bath and found a couple of (small) positives about the disappointment as I let the water absorb into me. It was cleansing, both to my body and my spirit.

4.    Hugs! The power of a hug from a loved one can’t be overlooked.

So today I trust my Dad. Things just aren’t as bad as they feel. I can accept that fact.