I don’t know about you, but I often feel that the events in my
memory happened as recently as yesterday. Yet somehow, the memories don’t seem
to change or grow along with me. They are simply stuck.
The other day an acquaintance reminded me of something I
taught her years ago. She was only a teenager and I just a young adult. As I listened
to her, I realized that the advice I gave her was wrong. Dead wrong, in fact. But
at the time, I thought it was right, I thought I understood the situation correctly.
And now, years later, I find out I made a big mistake.
The memories don’t seem
to change or grow along with me. They are simply stuckI myself had long forgotten the incident, but my advice stuck
with her all these years and I have been quoted endlessly as the source of the mistake!
Human nature is such that when others hear this in my name, they do not think
about the twenty-year-old me who said it, but rather who I am today. And the
person I am today would be expected to know better. But then I truly didn’t
know better. It was an innocent mistake, one which unfortunately didn’t stay in
the past.
I think we’ve all said and done things that we certainly
don’t want defining us decades later. But sometimes they do. Likewise, we hold
onto pain and hurt caused by others who said or did the wrong thing years ago, and
we carry it with us into the present.
When I was younger, I met someone who became extremely
influential in my life. She had a profound impact on me in the most positive
and transformative of ways, but some insensitive behavior on her part hurt me
deeply. To tell the truth, the incident scarred me. And all this time, up until
today, I have thought of her as someone who should have known better, someone who
should have done better. After all, she was a mature, older role model and she
failed me.
You can well imagine my shock when I recently discovered
that she is only three years older than me! I wondered if it could really be
possible. More than that, it meant that when I was hurt by her immature and
insensitive behavior, she was actually quite young! Perhaps it wasn’t that she
let me down as much as I was expecting far too much of her. My expectations of
her would have been more appropriate for someone well beyond her years. I gave
her responsibilities she wasn’t ready or able to handle. As a result, I was
hurt by her lack of experience and by immaturity that was fitting for someone
young and immature which she had every right to be!
Somehow, that never occurred to me. Instead, I have carried
around a sense of betrayal, abandonment and hurt from someone who was
practically just a kid herself when I needed a mother figure. For years I
blamed her for not being someone who she was not and could not be. But I now realize
what a truly incredible young woman she was. Only a young adult herself, she inspired
me, taught me, opened her home and her heart to me. And while I thought of her
as a parent, she was at best a big sister. And big sisters love us but
sometimes hurt us. After all, they are siblings, not mothers.
I was
hurt by her lack of experience and by immaturity that was fitting for someone
young and immature which she had every right to beI am grateful to have come this realization while we are
still in the month of Elul, the month of forgiveness. The young-woman-now-adult
is not aware that I have felt this way about her all these years. Perhaps I was
not aware of it so clearly myself.
Think about how many similar situations we all suffer from.
Can you imagine how much easier it would be to move forward if we could look at
our past and realize that just as we have changed, grown and developed, so too
have those that let us down? The person they were may have caused us pain, but
the person they are now would not have. If we can view them in the past, then
we can leave their failures in the past. It is only when we bring their
failures into the present that we find ourselves stuck with those feelings.
In the same vein, I wish I could apologize for anything I
may have said or done that was incorrect, misleading or downright hurtful. After
all, I was younger, less mature, less educated, less experienced, and less
sensitive. Not to say that I no longer make mistakes! I most certainly do. But
at least now I am more aware of my mistakes and my responsibility to others. As
we embark on a new year, let’s look towards our future and leave our baggage
from the past exactly where it belongs…in the past!