So grateful for a lovely visit with my mom yesterday in Ashburn, GA. I would have been content with a chance to give her an “I love you” and a hug. But I sat on the edge of her bed, so she could look straight at me, and we talked for about two hours. She was in good spirits and seemed so comfortable and at ease. Sometimes she’s reluctant for me to make the long drive, knowing that she might not feel up to much of a visit.
As you can imagine, our conversation meandered … and it was so pleasant. She commented, as she has before, that I quoted a lot of “other” people in my second book “Innately Good.” She told me how my dad agreed, and how she had told him that maybe in my next book I’d share more of my thoughts independent of others … because I was smarter than all of them!
On the way home I was thinking about how empowering it is to trust myself and my thinking more than I did ten years ago. But another thought occurred to me as well: It’s wonderful to know how smart you are. And it’s even more wonderful to know how smart you are not. I deeply appreciate that I was smart enough to be open to smarter people and THEN make up my own mind … without ever closing it.
Life is way cool. And while my dad has passed away, I still adore him and my mom. And I’m grateful that they both had strong minds AND hearts to pass on.
PS: I ran out and got lunch for my mom before leaving her to eat it. She called me when she finished to thank me and rave about how delicious it was. She is a voracious eater. Another thing we have in common.