My first realisation was bittersweet. It took a near-divorce for my husband and I to feel appropriate feelings of sadness for an upcoming time apart. My husband left today for three weeks overseas with his extended family. It's bittersweet because the reason he's going away has come out of the counselling work we did. After much good, open communication, we decided that a family catch-up trip for him was the priority and that trying to fit it in around my school's terms and the budget of both of us going was causing undue stress. However, since we've begun to repair our relationship, I'm feeling very sad that he's going to be gone for so long (I had become immune to him going interstate every week for work). We had an emotional farewell this morning before I went to work and I keep having to remind myself that we won't talk tonight (I've apparently got into the habit of our before-bed phone calls while he's away). This has been a good reminder of how important our relationship is, despite it being hard work sometimes.
Then, secondly, today when I was feeling sad, I figured out that feelings can't hurt me. Well d'uh, you might say. I know they can make me, and other people, experience psychosomatic conditions (in my case migraines). In reality, though, emotions can't actually do damage. I'm hoping as long as I can remember that, then I can manage not to get as wrapped up in the mind-stuff of emotions, especially negative, counter-productive ones. That's probably easier said than done, but I'll try.
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