I listened intently to my daughter A who called me in tears last Thursday evening (after I was all relaxed and released after my massage therapist D’s fabulous massage).
“What, what, what happened? Did you get hurt?,” I said eagerly with a worried plea (as I felt the tension in my back start to resurface.)
“No I didn’t get hurt. A just broke up with me via text message,” said my daughter A.
“What, what, what,” I wasn’t sure I heard correctly what she was saying. How could such a thing have happened to my beautiful, successful, talented, fantastic daughter A?
I tried to give her good advice. But, after all my years of experience, I guess my 50 year old advice was not good enough for my shocked and broken hearted twenty-something daughter A. No, my motherly advice was not something she wanted to hear. I should have known better than to say, ‘you must be strong,’ ‘you will get over this,’ ‘he is immature,’ ‘you deserve better and you will find someone better.’
As I hung up the phone many times over the weekend, trying to console her and make her feel better, I realized that 30+ years of experience doesn’t count when you are trying to talk to an inexperienced person who is deeply ‘in love’ and has just had her heart broken.
Afterwards, I thought about when I was twenty-something and about my first true love T. T was a graphic artist, and I was starting out my career in the big city…just like my daughter A. Life was so wonderful until T broke my heart. And then I let him break it again and again. I knew he wasn’t the right person for me, but I was deeply, I was madly, I was soooooo ‘in love’ with T (or so I thought.) Months later, I went on to meet an even better guy M, who eventually became my loving husband (for the next 24 years).
“Don’t you remember when B broke up with me when I was twenty-something?” said my sister N as I asked for what good advice I could give my daughter A. “I wanted to jump off the NY Circle Line boat tour…jump right off…don’t you remember?” It was almost 30 years ago, how could my 50 year old brain remember that awful day?
“Don’t you know how terrible I felt after M and I broke up when I was twenty-something?” said my girlfriend L. “Don’t you remember when I first told you about the M breakup?”
“We used to commiserate at my sorority all the time after twenty-something sorority-frat guy breakups,” said my girlfriend R, “All the time, all the time.”
I guess there is nothing good to say after a twenty-something’s heart has been broken. Not during the 70s or 80s or 90s or even now. There’s nothing good to say to console a young lovelorn that will take away the pain.
Next time my daughter calls with such news, I will tell her to have a good cry, to go buy a big bag of peanut M&M’s (or if you are inviting your mother over to cry with you, then buy a box of her favorite Junior Mints or York Peppermint Patties), to rent some good chick flicks (perhaps Bridget Jones Diary or Twilight) and invite your best girlfriends over to watch them with you.
Finally, remember that 30 years from now, when you are my age, you will look back on this breakup and laugh (yes, laugh). In fact, you may or may not even remember boyfriend A’s name (unless you do get back together and end up marrying him.) Yes, 30 years from now when perhaps your twenty-something daughter calls you about her text breakup, you’ll know exactly what to tell her. If not, google ‘broken hearts’ and you will find a whole bunch of quotes to say.
Judi
Sympathies to you and A!!!! I was 18 when my first love "K" broke my heart into a zillion pieces by splitting up when I went far away to college. Too much change; very rough times. It was years before I could listen to "our songs" — probably after I had long been dating "W", who became my husband of nearly 20 happy years and counting. Dusting off those memories, the best advice I can offer you and A is to empathize with her feelings — let her vent and cry, and help her to rebuild her self-esteem and remember the specific ways in which she is a wonderful caring person. Hope that helps. 🙂 Hugs, L
Definitely don't let A see the line "unless you get back together and get married!" We all spend time hoping that might happen and it makes it harder to move on.
Let her know that you can empathize, that you also went thru something similar (granted, minus the text message 🙂 We all want to protect our 20-somethings from going thru what we went thru, but what they need from us is to be there for them and listen (not judge) them while they go thru their own experiences.
I do like the quote on broken hearts (paraphrasing):
Love is like glass. Sometimes it is better to leave it in pieces than hurt yourself trying to put it back together.
Best, R