In the last year or so, I’ve noticed that a common theme in blogs is “inspiration boards.” Writers pull together a collection of images of things that make them happy, centered around a color or event theme. And when I realized recently that my life track is not a fait accompli, I noticed that I, too, have an inspiration board of sorts, one to which I periodically post up mental thumb tacks and notes about the kind of woman I aspire to be. I look around at my family and friends, and you inspire me…
I want to be the kind of woman who is there for you, and takes good care and lets it be about you, until, of course, it’s my turn, dangit. The kind of woman who holds up the mirror and always reminds you who you are, and you’re always beautiful to me. The kind of woman who makes time for you, and promises to always learn from my mistakes. I want to fierce and strong, but kind and soft, hilarious or sober as the case may require. I want to be the kind of woman who always responds with grace, no matter how hairy or awkward the situation; I want you to be able to rely on me. I want to be the kind of woman who has her own back, but allows herself to lean on others. I want to exercise regularly, cook brilliantly, bake competently, and occasionally thrive on adrenaline and caffeine alone. I want to be the kind of woman who commits and works hard— at love, life, motherhood and friendship. I want to be decent, compassionate; I want to be the kind of woman who leaves the world a better place than she found it. I want to be the kind of woman who makes others feel special, most especially when they least expect it.
And for all these qualities I’d like to embody on this growing laundry list of mine, there’s one that sits at the heart of them all: I want to be the kind of woman who is always true to herself. As much as I admire you and learn from you, my dear friends and readers, I don’t want to be you; I want to be me.
Who do you want to be when you grow up? What’s on your “inspiration board?”