Here we are in Women’s History Month and I’m delighted to be here to share about where life Is taking me now. Some pretty astonishing soul-directed events have me experiencing fantastic highs and agonizing lows for almost a year now.
I wanted to write about it now and here so that you witness me walking my talk. I share my life with you as an example of both vulnerability and strength. While I cannot share all the specifics of what is going on, I can tell you that I’m a doting grandmother these days. My commitment to the baby along with my commitment to her parents has taken me off of my previous path. As I strive to create a new normal for myself since the baby arrived three weeks early, I continue to marvel at the gift I’ve been given to be a part of this new soul’s journey here on earth.
I write. I write about this new aspect of my life. It is just part of who I am that I would put this part of my story into words on the page. I am a writer. That’s my identity. That’s how they introduce me…how they introduced me to everyone…Mary’s the writer. That’s what writers do. That’s how I deal. That’s how I cope. That’s how I find joy.
“If life is a bowl of cherries,” as one of my favorite humorists and philosophers Erma Bombeck shares, “what am I doing in the pits?”
Right now, a part of my life feels like the pits. Life and death medical challenges surround me while at the same time witnessing life through the eyes of this brand new life. And life goes on.
We all can keep on keeping on. Take the wisdom of each particular life experience and grow from it. Allow yourself time and grace to heal. Every one of our life experiences is meant to teach us something and mold us into who we are meant to be.
Recognize the synchronicity of the events…nothing happens out of the blue and for no apparent reason. Everything has significance.
Yes, there are pits in life. There are also lots of cherries. Enjoy the cherries!
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