As I lay here restless, cuddling my sleeping baby girl, I am compelled to reflect on the lessons that this life has taught me. One of my favorite sayings is, “you don’t change the world, the world changes you.” Like most of life’s lessons, I learned that the hard way.
I wish I could say that, “I haven’t changed.” But if I did, I would just be lying to myself (as most people do). I’ve changed and grown in more ways than I care to admit. I recently started using my Twitter account again and as I read back through my timeline, from the last few years, I felt a condescending grin materialize across my lips. The current woman and mother, who I am today, barely recognized the sentiments of that forgotten young lady’s tweets.
The most recent book I’ve read is What I Know For Sure, by Oprah Winfrey. There’s a part in the book where she teaches about coming of age. She touches on the fact that most women dread aging and some are even shameful to say their age aloud.
While reading this book, and learning from not only Oprah’s experiences, but also my own, I realize that growth is something to cherish and to be immeasurably proud of. Winfrey assures us that not only should we feel grateful to have lived another year, but to be proud of our growth after a month, a week, or possibly even a day. If you’re lucky when you lay down tonight you aren’t even the same woman you were when you woke up this morning.
Daily tasks, while seemingly inconsequential, ultimately define us; whether it is when we wake up in the morning and pour our heart and soul into a bowl of perfectly made oatmeal, or during the day when we painstakingly ensure that we arrive on time to that twentieth soccer match, or at the end of the day when we stay up all night soothing our fussy baby while pacing in circles until we get a leg cramp. Then when we finally lay it down and reflect on life, although we are acutely aware that we are not perfect and exceedingly confident that not one of us has all the answers, we can still rest assure that while we are only human, we are not only a day older but a day wiser. Now that’s some sexy shit.
So, next time someone asks you how old you are tell them, in your best Beyonce voice… “I’m a grownnnnn woman!”
This is to all the beautiful wise women out there… knowledge is true beauty. This I know for sure.