If you think about it, we re-invent ourselves each day… when things don’t exactly go the way we expected, we readjust.
This week you readers endured and witnessed my re-invention of sorts. I am grateful to you for the loyalty and support.
Each Saturday my local Toastmasters club meets; the name of the club is Eclectic Image, which suits us because we have a gamut of members with a wide range of demographics.
I posed this subject question to them during my motivational speech, informing our re-invention begins at conception; and then when we’re birthed; and then as a toddler when we learn to talk and walk; and so and so on.
Even as teeny-boppers we re-invent ourselves, all the while looking for our identity.
Adulthood purports many opportunities for re-invention. We may falter and make mistakes that must be atoned for. But also as adults, we are still looking for that identity, and perhaps, being shaped by the errors of our way.
If the subject sentence were to be finished, I believe it might read like this: “Re-invention is the mother of ME.”
What do you think?
“I'm rather enjoying the whole process of reinvention, ... To be able to pretend to be something that I'm frankly not is very liberating and exciting.” ~ Hugh Laurie