I believe that when this Covid-19-trial is over we’ll all have at least some say in how our personal “new” normal looks.
I grew up in an alcoholic home. It was dysfunctional but it was our normal. Years later in ACOA (Adult Children Of Alcoholics) 12-step recovery rooms I learned that all four of us in our family played certain dysfunctional roles.
My role was that of the family clown/peacemaker. During family confrontations and conflicts I would use jokes and humor to try to diffuse the tension. That’s how I honed my polished sense of humor people say I have.
I don’t play that role anymore and Marie and I don’t have a dysfunctional family, but I still enjoy playing the role of peacemaker, but in a totally different context. In our 12-step recovery rooms I learned an invaluable recovery tool. It’s a poem by St. Frances of Assisi, I rely on it regularly to make peace with my family, friends, believers and everyone I meet. And I certainly would love for peacemaker to remain a part of my “new” normal.
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace
Where there is injury, let me show pardon
where there is doubt, let me show faith
where there is despair, hope
where there is darkness, light
and where there is sadness, let me show joy
O, Divine Master grant that I might seek
not so much to be consoled as to console
to be understood as to understand
to be loved as to love
for it is in giving that we receive
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned
and it in dying that we are born again.