The first occurred in the middle of a difficult phone conversation. It was difficult in that I had to share the demise of a project. A project I and so many others put in considerable personal, intellectual and professional capital. I had to deliver the bad news a prospective contract was DOA.
I had to deliver the bad news to someone I deeply admire. This woman represents so many of the spiritual, professional and personal qualities I want in my own life. In short, she is who I would most like to be when I 'grow up'.
In the conversation she shared how she got to be such a mothering, mentoring rock star. Layered within her testimony was such encouragement and wisdom. I was inspired as she shared her heart, so much so I actually took notes. I also cried. I cried because her experiences mirrored mine. In that moment I saw a glimpse of what was possible in my life. A rare moment indeed.
The second moment came on the commute home. I called home and did my customary pleading through the phone for someone, anyone to pick up. My 6 year old answered. He announced his dad was busy but he would love to have a conversation with me. He would love to talk to me. To me.
He wanted to talk to me-the woman who still remembers every failure, every mistake, every shout and lost temper. Hopefully he has forgotten. There are moments of excruciating love from my children where I am reminded how blessed I am to be a mother.
The third and final moment came in the kitchen. My boys and I were watching my favorite dance show (So You Think You Can Dance). During commercial we did medicine/vitamins. The boys danced across the kitchen. I told them how wonderful they were moving. At that moment they believed they were Baryshnikovs in Buzz Lightyear jammies. In that moment, I believed it too.
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