This is one of my Mother’s favorite poems. It mysteriously turned up today. The Universe has a sneaky way of making a point. The lesson is I need to be stronger, I can endure this and I do not need to wait for anyone else’s flowers. I have the grace of a woman and the creativity of an artist, my head held high. I am not proud of all I have done but I am certain now, that even those things are an important part of my life, growth, and learning. I no longer want to blame, regret or struggle to understand what I cannot change. I am not what others want me to be nor can I grieve that I have failed them. I cannot build roads to the future or regret the paths I have already taken. I am simply using the time and energy I have to celebrate life….where I am… right now.
"Galileo" Indigo Girls