Facebook nailed it. I've said before, I come from a long line of wonderfully strong women. My grandmother and her sisters, while so different, were the strongest women each with their own beautiful and personal tenacity and grace.
This week, my cousin who I'm always grateful for especially how steeped he is in my family history shared this tidbit with me:
Your great-grandmother once said to me, "Don't wait for your ship to come in. Row out to meet it."
It made me smile, which has been rare these days as I keep trying to persevere through this new gig with endless hours and gain some handle on the rest of my life as well.
As unique as I would love to consider myself and as much as I wish I had the luck people around me do...to be happy, to be settled with a family...I'm still in that rowboat trying to meet that ship. My arms are tired but I guess you just keep going.
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