From Which End Do We Cut The Apron String?

First We Must All Find The Courage To Get Started:

Apprehension coupled with the initial decision of finally deciding to step out into the world on our own seems to first start, for most of us, in our mid to late teens. We are beside ourselves in the idea to start off on our own and to experience the world for ourselves and feel grown-up. We find ourselves daydreaming constantly about how our apartment will look, what part of town or which state we will live in, and or which dormitory we will reside in as we embark upon our college years. Now just where do we cut that apron string; from the tip, just before the end or way up near the waistline?

Every once in awhile, the fear strikes us in our wondering just how far away from home is too far, or how far do we go when we leave. Just how far is too far? Do we go away to live near or on campus, or do we live at home and commute, while we save and continue to make excuses until we are brave enough to live our dream. All this brainstorming while still in our parents house, just two rooms away from their room, still.

I mean, the pretense can be maddening if we allow it to overwhelm us. Eventually, most of us choose to take it one step at a time, as we gradually realize that we just are too afraid to cut that proverbial umbilical cord. Now, some of our parents are afraid for us to leave home too, because it means that they have to grow up also and that they have to face the real world that raising a family shielded them from. There's no hiding now, and believe me; they are just as afraid as you are. There are the dreaming parents who want to experience the world as their young ones go off to their future, as well.

There Is Another Instance Of Embracing The Change:

Now, the brave parents face the strange and new world approaching them as well, albeit; a bit apprehensive, with heart-in-hand, they make sure their children and they stay in touch. Their parents call them, and they in tern call the parents to keep that connection between them close and strong. They adjust themselves to staying in touch on a more realistic footing.

Well, now we have the fearful parent that we discussed a bit earlier, who just won't let go. Actually, it's usually the mom who holds on tight as the father can't wait to get his girl back, start where their lives veered off when they started their family, and to start dating her again. He suddenly remembers that he and his wife are just newly retired, and that they can finally take long exotic cruises, hiking trips and campouts in the National Parks, set out on an evening, moonlight, jazz cruise show.

Or maybe even on an extravagant yacht that cruises around the coast of Florida, etc... and enjoy, for most of the entire evening, a special dinner and dance on that yacht. They might even just park, for the evening, and take a nice well planned picnic dinner to the highest mountain top overlooking the night lights of the large city where they live, and reminisce as they watch the sun set, eat a bit, and look at what wonderful lights the city makes from way up there high above everything and everybody; as the little dots of car lights move to-and-fro. As they just pausing a bit in their conversation to take a deep breath and enjoy the newness of it all; and acceptance of their new life together unafraid.

There Are Those Who Just Fear Change:

The dad of the first scenario sits ideally by as he twiddles his thumbs, on his crossed knees; waiting for his frightened wife to stop flitting back and forth between the telephone and making his dinner, trying to hold on to that last ounce of control where her young ones are concerned; calling them every three minutes to see what they are doing and with whom. So, much so, that they don't even have time to miss her. They do all but run for their lives for fear that they will see her in their dreams as they sleep, as the dark figure that's chasing them down a dark empty street or ally way, just close enough to touch their shoulder, but yet they still manage to elude that dark ominous pervading figure, yet again.

If they would just toughen up a little more, stopped and turned around to see what that is that's chasing them, they might see that, it's dear ole mom; they've been running from all along. Or perhaps it isn't mother after all; it's themselves they are afraid to face, because they might be as scared as mother is in letting go and they just don't want to hear it, especially from themselves.

Eventually Acceptance Comes To All Of Us:

This is the game we call life people. Either way, you slice it, we have to change because change is going to come whether we approach it on our own or whether it marches straight across our face; it will eventually come. We might as well face it sooner than later. Sometimes later comes twenty years in the future, and instead of us being a fresh and breezy twenty year old, we're forty years old and still having to make that same change we tried to escape some time ago. No matter what; we change, only now the same opportunities that would've made our transition sweet are gone and we have less to work with and to choose from.

Do yourself the favor, take a very, very deep breath, feel it fill your stomach all the way down to your pelvic area, hold it for three to five beats; and blow it out of your mouth as almost through a pinhole, nice and slowly. Do this three times. The third times the charm! Do it every time you feel overwhelmed. Every time you feel those thoughts about an impending change that is imminent, and closing around your neck. Those thoughts of fear and dread creeping into your consciousness; do the breathing exercise until it becomes second nature to you, and soon, you automatically find yourself inhaling effortlessly.

Soon you will see a whole new, and exciting world open up in front of you. And, you'll see that you are much less afraid and wondering just what in the world took you so long. No worries mate, just remember that; you're in good company.

Happy trails ya'll!

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