When I read Michelle Obama’s memoir, Becoming, it felt like a conversation with a good friend–casual, witty, and personal. Then, as talk with a good friend often does, her words became just what I needed to hear. “For me, becoming isn’t about arriving somewhere or achieving a certain aim. I see it, instead, as forward motion, a means of evolving, a way to reach continuously toward a better self. The journey doesn’t end.”
Of course! No matter our age, we’re all in the process of becoming some new innovation of ourselves. Approaching eighty, I find myself sorting through memories, reconsidering what I’ve learned, and putting together the worldview I see today. I am keen to put my thoughts into words, but I’ve never been a successful journal writer. It is much easier for me to write when I can picture someone reading what I’ve said. Thank you for being the one for whom I’m posting these thoughts.