Life's Lessons: A to Z Challenge
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I believe in yelling! There I said it. I am a yeller. I do lots of yelling to relieve stress. And I yell to get my point across. I yell to be heard when THEY aren't listening to me. I like to yell!
But the yelling that I have found as a Life Lesson is the yelling that relieves stress. When things are not going well in my life I have often found that stepping out into the backyard and screaming helps to relieve tension. I have been doing this for years. So far the police have never shown up. I try to do it with respect to my neighbors. Like not after dark. And sometimes it comes out like just a loud growling. But it does make me feel better.
When I was pregnant with my first son we had his name all picked out. Long before we knew he would be a boy. We didn't find the gender out back then. We found out when they entered the world whether we had a boy or a girl! Old-fashioned, I know. But it was the way it was. My mother suggested that I go out into the backyard and yell my son home. Try it out before I
named him. So I stepped out into the yard and yelled "Van Alan! Van Alan! You need to come in." Sounded stupid to me. So I changed what I was going to name him. Van Alan became his TWO middle names. Thank you mom for that good advice. We had a mother in our neighborhood, when I was a kid, that called her son home by yelling "Stewie! Stewie!" His name was Stewart. I guess her mom didn't give her this good advice.
How do you feel about yelling? Are you a yeller?