Wednesdays are usually my no words day here at Mama’s Empty Nest. Usually I post a photograph I’ve taken that hopefully speaks for itself, slap a title on it that categorizes it, and add no other words. Voila! Wordless Wednesday.
But today I’m deviating from the norm. It is, after all, the last day of the year. We say goodbye to 2014 at midnight and hello to brand new 2015 at 12:01.
And today I find on this last Wednesday of the year that I do have words to convey. So this middle of the week post will be a ‘words full Wednesday.’
The graphic I designed above boasts a citation that is in my well-worn quote notebook. Supposedly, it came from one of the works of Greek playwright Euripedes. Many moons ago, I took a classical literature class in college where we read many of the Greek classics. I didn’t remember the quote at all or where it came from, so I wanted to do a bit of research to see if it even came from Euripedes’ pen.
As near as I can glean from a quick research scan (and I do mean quick), the actual quote is “Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.” Some of the old Greek’s tragedies were lost or only fragments remain. Apparently, this line came from one of those.
No matter the source, the line speaks well for today of all days – New Year’s Eve. Another year has passed which included some wondrous occurrences and some disappointing or devastating ones. Such is life.
I spent a good part of this past year grieving over an old wound from 2013. Yes, I wasted fresh tears over it. Sometimes it haunted my dreams; often it consumed my joy during daytime hours. Some days it just fired my anger into a red hot flame.
But you know what? No more. Was what was done to me right? By no means. It was unjust and no mercy or grace was shown. But I refuse to let that grievous event define me any more. I will not waste tears over old griefs any longer. I’ve learned to put that wrong and the people involved behind me. That doesn’t mean I haven’t forgiven them because I have, it just means I will no longer allow those circumstances to reign over my emotions and thoughts.
As I move forward to a new year of opportunity, I will not waste one more minute over this old grief. It will stay in the past where it belongs.
What about you? Is there something from the past that you need to let go with the ringing in of a new year? I pray you find the courage to do so and waste not your own tears over past griefs. Let’s greet the new year with joy instead of sorrow, with excitement instead of disappointment, with opportunity instead of regrets.
Happy New Year!
“Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go.” – Brooks Atkinson