Renaissance Woman


The other day I was introduced as a true renaissance woman.  I was somewhat taken aback by the description and if it had come from anyone other then the guy stating it, I may have been insulted or considered it sarcastic.

He then reeled off the many hats I have worn.  And yes I have.  Sometimes I am a little embarrassed about the many avenues I have walked yet I have done so in the pursuit to take care of myself and for years my daughter and me.  I learned early on that if one thing was not working to take a different path and try something new.  Sometimes things, careers,  conditions just demand a change.  Change brings fear to many and it has to me yet I have made many, many changes and each time found something good along the path.

Met new people.  Some I liked, some marched to a different beat then me.  The view though was always interesting because to make changes, to try something new, is a learning experience.  One has to step out of themselves to do so.  Suppress the fear and move on.

So I guess I should be flattered to be called a renaissance woman.  It seems so gothic to me though.  As though I should be sporting some incredible flowing velvet garment with feathers in my hat.  I do think there is a bit of renaissance in all of us.  That if we look with new eyes we can try something else.  We can venture into a new territory and succeed.  Life sometimes demands that or sometimes offers the change.  We must be aware and willing to seize the opportunity for a new beginning and then perhaps identify the renaissance in ourself.  It is really a very rich, abundant, joyous description and now  grateful for being considered a renaissance woman.

To new beginnings.  To renaissance.


About annamayfair

Enthusiastically interested in life, well being and art...writer by desire and dream, artist by the soul....friend to animals.
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