Reading "A Day in the Life" topic week has blown my mind. There are people like me out there. In my reading, I can tell that some have it together more than me. And some are struggling worse. But the quilt of voices is amazingly beautiful. Reading this week has been like soaring through a rainbow. I have enormous empathy for all these women who are facing the same issues that I am. Their voices are like teachers for the issues I have yet to encounter, and memories of those that I have already hurdled.
I was at a Christmas Party tonight, full of lawyers. A lot of old friends. As I spoke to the women, I was able to draw on the lessons I learned this week and dole out empathy and compassion. One post particularly struck a chord, and I have been telling people about it all week. I cried for her, one morning, over my coffee. We all try so hard to live up to the standards we think we should. Our boundaries get breached. We suffer the most.
But out of suffering, comes reward. If we are willing to work on it. I feel more powerful now than I have in a long time. I know I still have a lot of anger and frustration to express, a lot of issues to work on, but I am in the driver's seat. Everything will be OK, no matter what happens. I'm gonna find my pot of gold. Balance in life, time for my kids, time for creativity, and time for me. Possibility is out there. It can happen.