I sit here. My pen pauses on the paper, ready to write yet unmoving. It is not that I do not know what to write – I have thoughts to share, wisdom to impart and tales to narrate, but I can't settle on one. Is today the day for a tender romance, or a letter to a younger self? Maybe I can share some of my experiences or tears even. Do I talk about the goodbyes I regret or the new beginning on the horizon? Perhaps, like my life, I let the words flow, without a planned route and the always painful but important grammar check. Let us see what adventures lay ahead in the next few lines. A tender kiss, a scary cry, tears, smile, introspection or merely a few moments spent well!
There are two kinds of people – we have all met the first kind. Maybe few of you are those blessed people – people who know what they are and where they need to be. The second kind is me – we flow with life, make lemonades when we have lemons, play in the sun and shiver in the cold, but forever in motion, settled but not really there. We never have both feet strong on the ground – one either lingers on days past or, already in motion for the next adventure. We may be travelers or couch potatoes – the next adventure can be an archeological dig to find Atlantis or a new recipe of chocolate muffins. Life for us is a stream and we sit on a raft moving along. We meet people, do things and move on. Do not mistake this for lack of attachment. At every curve we hope for calmer waters and a chance to put in roots but life always has other plans. We miss people, cry over lost opportunities and pray for life to drop its relentless pace for a little while. We look back over our shoulders more than we care to admit. Life for us is not easy, we are not blessed with the certainty of our path. Each crossroad is a decision for us too. So, what keeps us moving? What keeps us from deciding what we are and then working towards it?
It is a steadfast belief – we are what we are supposed to be in this moment.
Today I am a mother and wife, nothing more, nothing less. Yesterday no matter how loved and tomorrow no matter how exhilarating, do not matter.