Remember all that free time I had 3 weeks ago? You know, the last time I managed to carve out time to post? Where did it go? Oh, right, the kids are back!
In the last three weeks, so much has happened, much of it blog-worthy, and yet I couldn't find that much-needed moment to write it all down. And now, in the throws of crazy spring, I'm sure I won't do any of it justice. In fact, I'm not sure I can even remember it all.
So, I guess I didn't really sit down today to write about all of the goings-on of the past weeks. The real impetus for my writing today was a show I went to last night entitled "Listen to Your Mother". This show was comprised of the stories of 12 local women. Each one gave us a glimpse into their lives as mothers or daughters. One talked about her struggles and acceptance of having ADD, one talked about becoming a mother to her mother, one described the horror of losing a child, and one (a friend of mine) revealed her journey to reclaim herself while still being a mother and wife.
I've been thinking about the show and these amazing women since last night, and I have begun to wonder: What's my story? What have I done or endured that's worthy of writing about or telling others? Truth be told, I don't think I have a story yet. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe it's not. Maybe I just haven't lived long enough. But still I wonder: Will I make an impression during my lifetime? Perhaps will my own daughter have a story to tell about me when I am older or gone?
Last week, Tony's grandmother passed away. I can tell you that, after 92 years of life, the family has many stories to tell of her - her beautiful, graceful demeanor, and even the occasionally hilarious things she said when she didn't mean to be funny at all. I can only hope that, in my life, at some point, I, too, will have a story. I hope that I'll still be alive to tell it, but if they come from my children after my death, I sure as heck hope the stories make them smile and maybe even get a good laugh!
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