Yours, Mine, & Ours

Yours, Mine, & Ours

How to Make this Holiday Season One of Peace, Joy, and Love

by Gladys Diaz

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There is perhaps no other month in the year where people spend more time with family than they do in December. Family gatherings, celebrations, and reunions tend to revolve around the holidays celebrated during this month.  While all of us love the idea of being surrounded by family and loved ones, the reality of the holidays isn’t always “picture perfect.”

The truth is that being with our family brings up our “stuff.”  You know – reminders of things that happened in our childhood that we wish hadn’t, spending time with people who tend to trigger us in not-so-nice ways, and the experience of being an adult child, which can sometimes be a strange dynamic when we’re around our elders.  And, if you’re in a relationship, you can go ahead and double the anxiety, discomfort, and emotions!

One of the things I hear most about from my clients when it comes to the holidays is about their anxiety around spending time with their in-laws.  I often hear how “his family” behaves, acts, and treats others.  And, unfortunately, what they share is not always about how loving, merry, and jolly the holiday experiences are with their in-laws.

This time of year can also bring about arguments regarding with whose family the holidays will be spent.  For a lot of people, being with family means having to travel out of town.  This means that they may only be spending the holidays with one their families, which brings up the question: Whose family?

Whether the tension in your relationship is caused by how either of you gets along with your own family or your partner’s family, or having to choose which family to spend the holidays with, there are few things  you’ll want to bring with you to your family gatherings in order to make this season a happy and peaceful one for you and those you love.

The Gift of Generosity.

If your partner wants to spend time with his family, regardless of how you feel about them, make an effort to plan some time with them.  The holiday season is only a few weeks long, and it will not kill you to allow him to spend some time with the people who, not only love him, but also played a big part in making him the man with whom you fell in love!

 The Gift of Forgiveness.

Maybe you and his family – or someone in your own family –  have had a falling out.  Perhaps things were said or done that have made it difficult for you to want to spend time with them.  Maybe it’s time to let go of the anger and resentment and give yourself and them the gift of forgiveness.  This doesn’t mean you pretend that nothing happened.  It just means that you are releasing yourself from the weight you’ve been carrying around and that you’re creating a space where something new is possible.

 The Gift of YOU!

One of the reasons people sometimes do not get along with others is because they are not willing to be vulnerable.  However, it’s only when we are vulnerable that people are able to see who we really are and are then able to connect with us.  If you’ve been distancing yourself from his family or yours because you’re afraid that they won’t like or accept you, consider bringing YOU to the party this year.  Open up a space where you can really connect with at least one person in the family and allow them to see the loving, generous, fun person you are!

The holidays can be a time of happiness and togetherness.  Regardless of what has happened in the past, if you would like to experience more closeness your families, consider bringing the gifts of Generosity, Forgiveness, and Vulnerability to your family get-togethers.  Because, the truth is that, once you get married, it really stops being about “your family” and “my family,” and it becomes “our family.”  So, go ahead!  Give yourself and your honey the gift of a loving, happy, and peaceful holiday season!

Wishing you a season of love, joy, peace, and the fulfillment of every single one of your heart’s desires!

 

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Tragedy, Tears and Teamwork

Tragedy, Tears and Teamwork

Being Lovers, Parents, and Partners in the Face of a Tragic Event

by Gladys Diaz

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This past weekend was a difficult one for everyone in our country, and perhaps even more so for those of us who have children. I found out about the tragedy in Connecticut late in the day, and it threw me for a swirl of emotions. I simply couldn’t believe it and could not even begin to understand it. My mind kept going between the poor babies whose lives were taken, those whose innocence was stolen by what they experienced and saw, the educators who risked it all to protect the children, and trying to imagine what the parents of the children who were killed were going through.

When my husband came home, he could see that I was upset and I told him what had happened. Immediately, we were both overcome with emotion – me in my way: tears, and he in his: silence. Our next thought was how we were going to deal with this regarding our children. How in the world were we supposed to explain something neither one of us could fathom or make sense of? And, how were we supposed to relay something so heinous to child, while, at the same time, not trying to frighten or worry them? And how were we to deal with the questions… I know my kids – especially my older son. There would be questions, and lots of them.

We decided that we would not tell them about it and we would refrain from watching the news while they were awake. In a way, we felt like we were protecting them – preserving their innocence – at least for a little while longer. At that point there were so many unverified accounts of what happened that it was best to just wait, anyway. And maybe wouldn’t say anything at all. We didn’t know. What is “the right thing to do” with something that is so wrong?

We were able to avoid discussing the topic with them all weekend and limited our own discussions about the topic. It wasn’t easy. Every time I saw a picture of a child who passed away and the family photos capturing moments of pure love and joy, or read the stories of the teachers who risked their lives to save the little ones entrusted to them, I simply lost it. And as much as I like to consider myself someone who is a positive thinker and believes in the inherent goodness of people, I struggled with anger and found it hard not to want to blame somebody – anybody – for what was happening. A lot of that was going around on the social media networks – finger-pointing, blame, hate — and I just chose not to get involved in the political aspects of the tragedy. I wanted to send my love and healing thoughts with each picture, tear, and story I read, so I chose to focus on that instead.

On Sunday morning, it occurred to me that, while my younger son is in Kindergarten (and, yes, I had to shake the terror I felt each time I realized that the babies who were killed were his age), and that perhaps many of their parents had also shielded his classmates from the news, my older son is in fourth grade, and some of the kids in his class might have more access to the television and Internet than my kids do. I asked my husband whether he thought we should tell the kids what happened, sans all the details. We agreed to think about it and we’d decide that evening. The truth is that neither one of us wanted to be the one to start the discussion.

When evening finally came, I asked my husband again what he thought. He said he was worried, especially about our older son, who also has a mild form of autism and can get very upset and perseverate on a topic for days. He asked me how I felt about it. I told him I didn’t want to tell them everything, but that I also didn’t want them to hear something from another kid who might not have all of the details correct.

TEARS

So we chose to speak to our kids about what happened. They both had questions – about where Connecticut was, what happened to the bad guy, whether some of the kids were able to escape – and we answered them as best we could. We kept the answers simple, and, when we didn’t know the answers, we said so.

Our older son’s first question was, “Are the kids okay?”

(My husband and I looked at each other. He nodded.) “No, honey. They’re not.”

Our younger son (5) was sad and got very quiet. Our older son (9.5) was angry and very outspoken.

“What kind of madman would hurt little, innocent kids, right before Christmas?!?” (I couldn’t agree more.)

Our older son was glad to hear the bad guy couldn’t hurt anyone else (telling him that the gunman “hurt himself” was another topic I wish I didn’t have to talk about), and he had a few ideas about what should have been done to stop him (security-wise) and done to him (throwing him in a volcano full of lava kept coming up).

At prayer time, we always thank God first and then ask Him to help the poor, people at war, our sponsored child, and people on our prayer list. Our older son was still angry and began thanking God that the killer was dead. I explained that we are all angry and hurt and confused, and that it’s okay to feel that way, but that, if we want a world full of love and peace, we also need to pray loving and peaceful prayers and be loving and peaceful ourselves. So, he closed his eyes, took a breath, and thanked Jesus for his toys, that Christmas is around the corner, that some of the kids were saved, and for being able to spend Christmas with his family (his eyes began to water and he hugged me). Then he asked that God please give the mommies and daddies of the little kids a second chance to be happy. His eyes teared up and he hugged me again. He said he wants to write a letter to the parents and the school and send them $10 (a lot of money in his world). I said we would do that.

I wiped his tears and said, “Thank you for loving other people. You’re a good heart. A beautifully good heart. “ He smiled.

I kissed the area of his chest over his heart and said my own prayer of thanks that he was in my arms and I could do that. I was very aware of the fact that at least 20 other parents were longing to do the same with their children that night.

“Good night, my baby. Have sweet dreams”

“Good night, Mama.”

And, as I walked out of his room the tears of sadness, fear, love, and gratitude began to fall all at once!

TEAMWORK

This was not an easy conversation to have with our children, and I hope we never have to worry about having one like it again. I am, however, happy with the way my husband and I handled it. It felt like, even though our initial reactions were different (sadness vs. anger), we were on the same page.

That’s not always the case in our marriage, as in virtually every other relationship. Sometimes he had an idea for how we should explain something or discipline the kids that is different from mine. Sometimes we differ in how we want to approach a decision, make a purchase, or what we want to do with the kids on the weekend. In the past, when this would happen, I would “argue” my point, give my “opinion,” and, I’m embarrassed to say, I would do whatever I thought was best, completely disregarding my husband’s ideas. I was the teacher, I knew kids better than he, and I was always “right.” And it cost me with regard to the intimacy in my marriage. Big time.

Now I know that, while I still have a right to my own thoughts and opinions, I’m not always right. My husband is another human being in this relationship, and he’s entitled to his own ideas, even if I don’t always agree with them. I have learned that the man I chose to marry would lay down his life for my kids and me, and that I can trust him to make good choices and put our needs first. I don’t have to “defend” or prove that my ideas are valid. I can state them and then we can come to an agreement together, or agree to disagree. By respecting and honoring his thoughts and decisions, our parenting has become much more about teamwork and partnership, and our kids benefit from seeing that, not only do their parents love them, but they also respect and love each other.

And, in a world where it seems like things are out of control, and where it doesn’t always feel safe, I’m glad and grateful that we are able to give them the reassurance that comes with living in a peaceful loving home where they know that we are here, we are a team, that they are safe, and so is their family!

Our heartfelt condolences go to the families of everyone who has been touched by this terrible tragedy. Words cannot begin to provide comfort in such tragic situations, but I hope they will somehow feel the love we are sending their way.

Comments? Questions? Please share them below! We love hearing from you!

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Make 2013 The Year of Love & Intimacy!

Make 2013 The Year of Love & Intimacy!

by Gladys Diaz

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We will spend one magical hour devoted to helping you clarify your love and relationship desires, shaping them into intentions and resolutions, and defining the simple steps to create the relationship you’ve always wanted.

Here’s How it Works:

Come to the call with your homework ready. Just answer this question:

What do you want your love life to be like in 2013?

Don’t worry if you’re not sure what you really want. By the end of the call you’ll be inspired, your intentions will be crystal clear and you’ll know exactly what action to take to make your desire a reality.

To come to this one-time event, sign up for Intimacy Skills Training here!

Your $10 registration fee includes an entire month of Intimacy Skills Training, but space is limited to the first 30 women. We’re keeping the party intimate.

Join now and have a truly happy, love-filled and joyous 2013!

The difference between a “good love life” and a “great love life” is having the relationship your heart desires!

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Let’s Get Intimate!

Let’s Get Intimate!

by Gladys Diaz

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This week, my husband and I created a really intimate moment, and I just wanted to share it with all of you.

I have been wanting to make an investment in growing my business to a whole new level for over a year.  There is a particular coach who, from the first free video I saw of her, reached me in a way others have not.  I’ve followed her, read every blog post she posts, watched her videos and live stream events, and have even won a couple of free consultations with her.  Earlier this year, I joined her Inner Circle Coaching group, and, aside from learning so much about what I can do to grow my business, I’ve made some pretty amazing new friends who inspire and encourage me.  And, in spite of all of this, I was afraid to make the investment in my business, because it felt like “too much.”

I finally made the choice to hire her as my coach, with her unshakable encouragement and stand for me.  And I had no idea how I was going to manage the payments.  But I wanted to do what I tell my clients to do: Recognize your fear as a fear, and step outside of it, because that’s where miracles happen!
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Gratitude: The Gift that Keeps on Giving!

Gratitude: The Gift that Keeps on Giving!

by Gladys Diaz

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The other night, we held our monthly Intimacy Skills Training Webinar.  The topic of the webinar was “How to Get More Help, Gifts, and Compliments: The Magic of Gratitude.  Being on the call was – in a word – magical!  In just a few minutes of doing two exercises, all of us on the call were able to experience a “shift” in the energy around us – and this was a virtual meeting with women from all over the world.

In the first exercise, we walked through a few “less-than-desirable” scenarios and looked to see what it was that we could be thankful for.  It was amazing how we were able to find things to be grateful for, even  when a guy arrives late for a date without calling to say he’s going to be late; when our man chooses to invite a friend who just broke up with his fiancé to what was supposed to be a romantic dinner; and when our guy changes a light bulb 3 weeks after he said he would, and after we tripped on the stairs (true story!).  It was wonderful to see all of the things that the women were typing into the chat box as reasons for which to be grateful in situations where we could just as easily choose to be upset, make sure he felt guilty about doing something “wrong,” and potentially end up in a bitter argument.
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“Reality” Check: More Love Lessons Learned from The Real Housewives of Miami

“Reality” Check: More Love Lessons Learned from The Real Housewives of Miami

by Gladys Diaz

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To say that last night’s episode of The Real Housewives of Miami was difficult to watch would be an incredible understatement.  I don’t know what was worse: Knowing that Karent’s heart was about to be broken on national TV, that some of the women might enjoy seeing this happen, or that Lea and Lisa were advising her to give Rodolfo an ultimatum and give him a time limit on how long she was going to wait for him to decide whether or not he wanted to marry and have kids with her.

As I mentioned in the previous “’Reality’ Check” blog post, giving ultimatums, making demands, or trying to somehow guilt or manipulate a man into doing something is a waste of time, energy, and puts all of the power regarding the relationship “over there,” with him.
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