How My Mother's Struggles Shaped Me
The best thing my parents gave me was their imperfection.
Sometimes, the gifts that your parents' give you aren't what they did right, but what they struggled with, and how they overcame it-- or didn't.
This is the time of the year that I review my mother's life, and what gifts she left me since she died 4 years ago.
My mother was a very smart woman. She could devour books and articles, and she understood so much about so many things.
But she had a problem in applying what she learned about, and believed implicitly, to her own life.
This is a problem that many of us have, isn't it?
We know better, but we don't do better.
I watched her struggle with this, and I learned how to do the opposite. When I learn something, and believe it is going to work or improve my life, I work on applying it.
And I've learned to be patient with myself as I work on the application, and give it time to see if it really works.
She didn't intend to give me this gift, but I took it anyway.
And I'm eternally grateful that she showed me the consequences of her decision to know, and not apply, as I watched her live her life according to her own terms.
She was cool like that...teaching what to do, and what not to do.
Random fact about me: My favorite fiber supplement is Organic India Psyllium Pre & Probiotic Fiber, Cinnamon Spice. It's really good and I look forward to drinking it in the evening.