I am staring at this blank page. Trying to impart the most important wisdom I could tell you. What advice could I give you, my daughter that would change your life, that would really matter. What story could I tell that would give you insight to a fruitful, peaceful life. I realize there isn’t anything. Is this something you should admit to your child, that I don’t have all the answers?
I am forty-seven years old, fighting cancer, getting divorced and starting over in every way imaginable and it is scary. I thought that at this stage of my life things would be set, determined. Life is often not that way. There are twists and turns that totally surprise you and you end up somewhere you never thought you would be. I think if your life is calm you are not living; you’re dead or should be. I’ve learned through these experiences, that you’re never to old to learn, grow and change. Through your experiences you can reinvent yourself.
Baby, I know this has been painful, we have been through the fire, but I see, in both of us possibilities of a new creation. A Phoenix rising out of the ashes.
So the only advice I can give is that life is a wild ride, so hang on. Whatever destination you arrive at look around, explore, feel everything, even fire has lessons to teach. Always, always recreate yourself and don’t be afraid to start over, it’s difficult, but every time you do you add another layer to yourself that just makes you stronger.