My adolescent self was never wanting for advice.
I have always had an exact replica of myself with 25 years more experience whispering in my ear at every juncture. Her name is Jan, and she is my mother.
She knew what I was up to before I’d fully formed a plan for mischief. She encouraged me to be kind when I playfully tortured teenage boys for sport. And she believed that I could do anything I set my mind to.
She still does.
When I think about the mistakes I made, the things I wished I’d tried harder at, or practiced more, I realize I wouldn’t change a thing.
Every misstep, every flat-out moronic endeavor, every victory, every chance I’ve ever taken has brought me to here.
If I changed one thing, I might change my path, my life might go in a different direction.
The death of my brother, every broken heart, every brave moment, every kiss, every step, every friend, has made me who I am, has given me the most extraordinary life anyone could hope for.
If I could give any advice to my adolescent self, it would be to enjoy the ride.
And give mom a hug.
Oh this is beautiful, Lisa! I got choked up. Wow. A great read at the start of the day.
What a fabulous philosophy. So, so true.
“Enjoy the ride.” Love that, Lisa. So wise!
Lisa, your mom sounds like one wise lady. And I hope you continue to “Enjoy the Ride”!
Very wise. My adolescent self would roll her eyes- but my grown up self thinks you are a genius.
Danielle & Judy —
Thanks so much! I feel really lucky. 🙂
Best,
Lisa
Eileen,
Now, if my stepdad had said anything I would have rolled my eyes…
Lisa
Gail & Joanne–
Thanks so much! I’m raising my glass this week to Eileen & Jenny, hoping they enjoy every minute 🙂
Best,
Lisa
Lisa, this really touched me. Your mom sounds like a wonderful and wise woman.
Truly lovely, Lisa. No regrets, “No kick” and the best Mom ever…oh, how I relate!
Larramie —
Thanks, so much 🙂 We’re a lucky pair, aren’t we ?
Lisa
Jess–
She is. I’m lucky to have her. It is both delightful and terrifying because I have my own daughter now.
I know what it’s like to love someone so much, and be loved so much, and yet I know so many women who have complicated relationships with their mothers — I hope and pray all the time that in thirty years time, my daughter feels the same way about me that I feel about my mom.
Lisa