Time For Resurrection

It's been several years since I've posted here.  Three young kids, full-time job, big extended family with lots of events and commitments. It all gets in the way. But it's time to take something back for myself. My love of the written word, my desire to express myself, my willingness to share some thoughts, observations, and unsolicited advice in the hopes of helping others navigate the waters I've traveled but that they have yet to explore.

I'm the same person inside I've always been, for as long as I can remember having thoughts. It's incredible to me that from the outside, it all looks different. I wonder if anyone else feels that way, too?  Because I also remember looking at responsible, accomplished adults when I was much younger and thinking they MUST know what they're doing. Especially when I was first starting out at something, anything.  A new sport, a new activity, a new professional, a new parent.  There's always someone who likes like they have it all figured out. So from the outside,if now I'm an "accomplished, responsible adult" too, and half (if not more) of the time I'm winging it...isn't everyone?  That thought is astounding.

Last night, I had to take one of my three daughters to the ER. She was having unexplained stomach pain, and a trip to her pediatrician yielded a recommendation for some more tests.  So off we went...and 5 hours later, (with still no answers on the pain, btw) we were walking aimlessly through the parking garage in search of our car. No luck. We were walking around and around in a Twilight Zonian daze, me determined to keep walking the floors until we found the car, until my level-headed 10-year-old looked at me and said, "Maybe we should go ask someone for help?"  It was midnight.  80+ degrees and humid.  And that thought had never occurred to me.  But she was right. We asked for help; we found the car. So who's the "accomplished, responsible adult" now?  

The moral of this one...we are all still 10 inside. We still need hugs and encouragement and understanding and appreciation.  And we have just as much to offer now as we did back then, however long ago it was.  We're all capable at any age of making a contribution.  Even when we're winging it. 

So the next time you look at someone and think they have it all figured out, remember this. They definitely don't. And you don't, either. And that's OK.

XO