Reflective Essay On Nonviolent Communication

For a little over twenty years, my grandmother and my aunt have been in conflict over a particular issue, and it all started soon after I was born. At the time of my birth, my grandmother was living with my family in our house, and things were nice—she helped around the house and helped take care of me and my older brother. But as I grew up and, thus, became too large for my grandmother to carry and keep up with, my parents realized that taking care of my older brother and I was becoming too much for my grandmother to handle; not to mention, my parents also had another child on the way. Because three children would be far too much for her to cope with, and because the house would become rather small when my younger brother was born, my parents

But, after talking with her one day, my grandmother randomly brought up the conflict that existed between them. At the time, I had no knowledge of Nonviolent Communication, so I just let her vent. Hearing my grandmother’s point of view at that time gave me some ideas for how their conflict could be transformed; however, taking this course made me realize that I needed to hear point of view again, filter it through Nonviolent Communication, and do the same for my aunt’s perspective—so, that is decided to

Of those or so five times, there was only one instance where my aunt extended an outright invitation to my grandmother for something, and it was something simple: to sit down at the kitchen table and talk over some sandwiches. Following this seemingly out-of-the-blue experience, my grandmother was overjoyed: she fantasized about it becoming a regular thing, and she thanked my aunt numerous times; in fact, she wrote a letter and notes expressing her gratitude. But, even with all the appreciation my grandmother showed for an event she always wanted, my grandmother said that the event occurred almost ten years ago, and that nothing like it had happened