I tend to laugh when I look at this blog photo of me. I feel like I am so young looking, almost a depiction of nativity and innocence. Ironically I had a conversation with a very old soul this week who happens to be one of my new clients.
Over coffee her and I were talking about her daughter's upcoming nuptuals. She was telling me about her reservations about her 'baby' moving on to become a wife yet with confidence, she said, "She is a woman and so she needs to make her nest. She is my daughter and I believe that she will always come home to roost but she herself needs to carve her own path."
I found her wisdom very interesting and actually quite insightful on life in general. I naturally thought of my MIL. I recall many conversations with her where she tried so desperately to be helpful, to guide me and yet I was strong willed, stubborn and determined to set out on my own.
Truthfully, I am not sure as an early 20 something that anyone could have told me what to do or how to live. Looking back today, I guess that is the beauty of life. I had no reservation and no fear about what I would be become even though a wiser person would have seen through my confidence and recognized ignorance.
"Nancy" spoke to me about intentions and genuine love. At 35, I believe that I can truly say how grateful I am for advice in my life, yes - even from my MIL, but even more important, I recognize love and education. I am grateful for the women in my life who have walked before me.
Th evolution of self through life is fascinating. This evening I spent the night out with the winos. It is our Y Moms group who have now for 4 years been making each other a priority. I value so much their love, acceptance and advice. I know that I could not have possibly been that wise at 20, but I look forward with grace to the wisdom that awaits me at 40!