I have no words of wisdom to share. I used to. Now I find myself writing here about curtains and food – how shallow can you get.
There was a time in my life, when I thought I knew everything, that I would pontificate on what was right and wrong. I was more than happy, nay even compelled, to tell you how to live your life.
Now – not so much. Not at all.
Have I got opinions? Hoo-boy, do I ever. Some of those opinions come from experience but I have learned (Hallelujah, the woman learned something!) that my experience is not YOUR experience. While there may be parallels and similarities, we are different people. While we might have even shared an experience (and yes, I am thinking of a specific situation) I have my story and you have yours and I have no right change your perception of our overlapping stories.
I will not rain on anyone’s parade.
I will listen to whatever you have to say and that will be the only comfort I will offer – that you are heard. You can cry on my shoulder any time, I will offer a tissue to wipe the tears and nothing more.
If you ask my advice I will decline. Unless it is something practical. Even then, so often, there is more than one way. If I know you well I might share my tips and tricks but with the caveat that it is my way, neither right nor wrong, just how I do it.
I will never offer you some trite bit of inspirational rah-rah. I would gag and choke if I did. I’m not the inspirational type (tho I am fond of “She believed she could, so she did”) I don’t support that old saw about how you can achieve whatever you set your mind to – and magical thinking is for daydreams.
But then – if that’s what keeps you sane and moving forward, or at least not falling over – I will keep silent.
I’ve learned to keep myself to myself. I will share with you the truths of my life but only as facts that apply to me – this was my life, this is my life – stripped of emotions. And in no way an example for you to follow or avoid. You can’t learn from my mistakes, only your own. And only if you want to.
I have written some lovely thoughtful little essays, they are there in my no longer active blog on Blogger, but those lovely little thoughtful essays are advice and observations with a touch, just a small bit, of hubris.
On my “About” I have a quote – “The first thing you should know about me is that I’m not you. A lot more will make sense after that.”
I once lived a big life in a big world; now I live a small life in a small world. I’m not really okay with that, but that’s my problem.
So – hey, aren’t those curtains fun!