It’s Not What You Think
For Mother’s Day one year, my teen daughters gave me a wine glass, etched with the phrase “Best. Mom. Ever.”
It’s true.
Immodest of me to say, right? When there are literally billions of moms and stepmoms and other mother-figures out there?
But it’s the truth for my two kids. I may not be the best mom every single minute and they themselves may dispute that from time to time. But I’m trying my best and they know it.
So I earn the title not in competition with all those other moms out there, but because of what I do for the two girls who need me to be their mom.
I don’t have a wine glass that says “Best. Writer. Ever.” But maybe I should get one. Because that’s what I work toward every day. To be the best writer I can be—not to be in competition with all those other writers out there, but because of what I can offer the writing world.
You know the other thing about the wine glass? It doesn’t say “Perfect. Mom. Ever.” Which means I don’t have to be “Perfect. Writer. Ever.” Just like being a mom, I’ll keep learning, and messing up and learning some more.
That’s what you can do, too. Learn and mess up and learn some more and strive to be the best writer you can be. And celebrate along the way!
So to you, Best. Writer. Ever. I raise my glass.