The lessons don’t reveal themselves until afterwards.
It would seem, when reading an editor’s letter (So poignant! So anecdotal!), that the author lives her life in constant reflection, introspection, redirection. And maybe she does. Sometimes.
In reality, a timely story or memory will come to mind as we’re pulling together an issue, and when putting words to it, a lesson will reveal itself along the way. The writing is its own catharsis.
Last month, I overheard my older daughter bathing my youngest. She was laughing, playful, and patient as only a child can be. Two thoughts concurrently flitted through my head: I should learn from her. Present and filled with joy — how easy it is to let these characteristics cease to define us as our endless to-do lists take precedence!
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