Recently, in my snail mail subscription package from @hellowriter (part of the wonderful Firefly Creative Writing group), there was a prompt to write about what life has taught me.
This is far from a thoroughly exhaustive list, but here goes:
This life has taught me that raising my children was the greatest gift to myself.
This life has taught me that friendships are hard work. Beauty lives in the time you spend together; carving out that time is the work.
This life has taught me that I need to examine all assumptions (labels, prejudices, beliefs) I have towards others and about myself. That includes assumptions about “right” and “wrong” and what any one person’s life (including my own) should look like.
This life has taught me that my past is something to embrace – or at least carry more lightly; it is what made me who I am and placed me where I need to be to experience all the stellar moments of today.
This life has taught me that art and photography and words can bring clarity and acceptance and compassion and create community – if people engaging with the works are open to those gifts.
This life has taught me that writing about the hurts and disappointments and the trauma is healing yet so hard that it makes me hurt all over.
This life has taught me that writing brings joy – that all the characters living in my head have a place in the world, too.
This life has taught me that there is still much to learn.