I hate admitting this, but my dad used to call me, “Miss Know it All.” My dad would tell me something and my automatic response was, “I know.” Especially when I didn’t know… I think I was born a teenager.
Now I know, that the only thing I know, is that I know nothing. You may have to read the twice or thrice.
Not sure if my commas are correct…
I still have moments where I struggle and want to jump in a conversation and say, “No, it’s actually not like that, it’s this way.” And let’s be real I still do. But it really does make an incredible difference to sit back and try to just be a witness. Buddha really is onto something…
About Grandma C
My grandma “C”, my mom’s mom, just spent the last 4 days with me in Los Angeles, CA. This was a huge deal. This was the first time she has ever traveled alone. And during the trip was the 2nd year anniversary of her husband’s, my grandpa’s, death. It wasn’t her choice to travel alone. She didn’t want to travel alone. But she wanted to travel and see loved ones. Read my post Death, Sex, and Money for more insight on these tough topics.
But the really cool thing about this experience is that it allowed her for the first time to be truly independent; not only in the sense of doing on her own but only having to care for herself.
I’ve been trying to think of a way to describe my grandma. And as you would think, she is caring, sweet, and full of stories. But, she is incredibly thoughtful, connected, and concerned. My grandma is a boss. She is an impressive human being.
She taught me about me, about women, and what really matters.
I learned my “miss know it all” ways are re-surfacing. Lately, I’ve needed to remind myself that everyone has a difference perspective. You have two people observe the same situation and both will gather completely different thoughts.
- I need alone time. This way I can check in with myself and where my head is at.
- I lack patience in every way from wishing someone would get to the conclusion of their story to wondering what is taking someone so long to get out of the car.
- I can be harsh. One of the most common adjectives to describe me used to be blunt. I can be very straight forward, to the point, and opinionated. I want to be more thoughtful and work on my delivery. The saying, “Think before you speak” makes a lot of sense.
My grandma said to me that at age 17 she did not know where babies came from. Not only did she not know, but she had never even thought about it. That boggles my mind.
- You can never know too much about yourself. I like that. I think it makes a good mantra.
- Woman have endless opportunities in this time. We have access to information and voices to express. We have other women and men thinking about things that we may not think about it.
- Not knowing or choosing to not care doesn’t breed progress.
Woman are fed misinformation from the time they are born. Shame or insecurity is at a maximum. But we can normalize the subjects that create these emotions. I am currently incredibly inspired by the work of Cycles + Sex. They are talking about menstruation, hormones, fertility, sex, birth control, and all things that have been considered hush-hush subjects.
Woman should be empowered and put it to good use!
What Really Matters
- Connections. My grandma went on her first ever solo trip to visit her grand-daughter, nieces, nephews, and brother. Every time I asked what she wanted to do she didn’t really care. She would simply say, “I’m just here to visit with you.”
- Nothing is perfect. My grandma raised 6 kids. She doesn’t judge herself on what she could have done better. She said, “I did that best I could and even if I could I wouldn’t change a thing.”
- Love is powerful. It transcends time and doesn’t make any sense. My grandma loves all her 6 of her kids and 19 grandchildren all unconditionally.
There’s No Better Time Than Now,