How old would I be if I didn’t know and could be any age I wanted to be?
I would be 55. A woman is coming into her own in her mid 50’s. She knows who she is and who she is never wants to be. She does however know who she can be. She no longer feels the need to impress anyone or please others, only God and herself. Her thinking and world view has been expanded from a vast variety of life experiences including career, raising children, running a household, learning to compromise in a partnership over the long haul and the juggling all this to keep her two or three enduring true friendships. She is a master CEO of nurture, mediation, counselling, management, spiritual formation in herself and her children and leadership. She has, at 55 a long life ahead, I call it “The second Inning” to go places beyond. Her first 55 years have been training. The second “Inning” will be the “Let’s go for it!” The world is her oyster.
If you HAD to change your name, what would it be?
When I was a little girl I never thought much about my name. I liked that there was a baby girl born to my great-grandmother whose name was Edith Myra, but she died as an infant. I was not comforted until I was taken to see her tiny grave. Later, in Jr. High and High School, I wanted a plain name like Jane or Susan. I have come to love my name, It is different-like I am. Myra. I have always loved the name Julia. It rings and shines like a brilliant stone. I admire Elizabeth I of England. I would change my name to Julia Elizabeth.
Where do I hide my junk when people come over?
This is a loaded question for me, as I have several types of junk: scattered pages of scribble, unfinished sketches, jars of pens, paint brushes, sketch pads and paintings; baskets of folded laundry; mail and “stuff” that accumulates on our dining room table and my husband’s shoes and hats! The laundry baskets go into my bedroom along with my husband’s shoes and hats. I scurry around and put all the art supplies away into my desk where it belongs. The mail and other “stuff” goes to my husband’s desk where it also belongs. Wow! It’s not that hard after all!
Bonus: What are you grateful for from last week and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
My gratefulness is unbounded! Seriously, I cannot put my finger on one exact thing: for the unexplainable greatness of God and His abounding love for me; the vision He gives me for today and for the future; for His provision; for His compassion and forgiveness that I am so undeserving of; and for this opportunity to share it.
As for next week, I look with great expectation for an opportunity begin the “Second Inning”. I have a meeting today that will speak to that directly.