I Want To Be Me

                                                                    “I Want To Be Me”

“To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance!”

Oscar Wilde

I love Facebook for many reasons.  I haven’t fallen into the trap I hear some people talk about where they find themselves comparing out to others on Facebook and feeling themselves somehow lacking.  I think perhaps that is because I have posted about the good, the bad and the ugly for all to read and walk tall not in spite of it, but because of it.  Being open and honest with people face-to-face and in writing on the internet has kept me in check and has been freeing.

One of my favorite features of Facebook are the memories.  I love reading the memories, even the ones that make me cringe because I remember I was in a bad place.  Even those bad ones have a place.  They serve to make me grateful that I no longer suffer in the same way and don’t have to again as long as I keep doing the things I am doing. 

When I read the memories of the funny or profound things the kids say I will read them out to the kids if they are with me or screen shot them and send them in a group text to them and include Frank.  This way we can all four of us laugh or comment together on something that happened in years past.

The other day there was a memory that popped up about Wren from six years ago when she was 6 ½ years old.  In it I describe how I was snuggling with her in bed and told her I felt lucky to have my own little songbird.  She turned to me and said, “Everyone should be who they want to be”.  I went on to ask her who she wanted to be and she said, “I want to be me”. 

How simple and how powerful a statement is that?  Wren has always had the ability to make really profound statements.  She is the quieter of the two kids but when she speaks she can make you stop in your tracks.  Another thing about her is that she seems to have known who she is since she came out of the womb.  She seems to have had this innate sense of self that came paired with a refusal to be rushed into any stage of development outside her own timeline.  She will do things on her own terms and always has because she knows innately who she is and she wants to be just that.  It’s awesome to watch and also a little intimidating for someone who did not really understand who she was until she was in her mid-40s and is still learning.

I think I may have mentioned previously that before the steps I had a very warped sense of self.  I either held myself above everyone in this self-aggrandized version of bluster and arrogance or I was festering in self-loathing.  I could never just live in the middle ground of my unique and lovely Fiona-ness.  I learned from my fourth step to face myself and my fears and was able to begin to embrace the person I had for so long rejected.  I stopped trying to be someone I wasn’t and I allowed my authenticity to come through and it wasn’t half as frightening as I had imagined.  When I could settle into my own skin it was as though I could relax for the first time. 

Today I see myself as I imagine God sees me and now, like Wren, I want to be me.