Heather Simonsen is a published author and former magazine and newspaper writer who has appeared in O, The Oprah Magazine and The New York Times. She was a spokesperson for the 2002 Olympic Torch Relay and an honorary torchbearer. A former award-winning television news reporter, she shares her chic mid-century modern home in Salt Lake City with her husband, an eco-friendly architect and City Councilman, and two beautiful children. She and her husband are expecting a baby girl at the end of the summer.
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I am not known for my patience. My mother, through tears of laughter, loves to tell the story of me as a toddler in my ruffled dress, matching socks and Mary Janes. I wanted my socks off but not my shoes. My mother began removing my shoes, trying to reason with me that to remove my socks, the shoes would have to come off first. I wanted nothing to do with it and continued screaming for her to take off my socks, not my shoes. This story has become a part of family lore.
The other day on my morning walk that has become my reprieve from a difficult pregnancy I listened to Mary Chapin Carpenter on The Diane Rehm Show. Amidst puddles of water from snowmelt, and iced spring blossoms, the lyrics to her newest song THE AGE OF MIRACLES touched me. You think you're just standing still/One day you'll get up that hill/In the age of miracles/There's one on the way. I nearly wept.
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We were ready for our third baby five years ago but had difficulty getting pregnant. My perfect picture of life wasn't happening. Through many prayers, pregnancy tests, a surgery, and patience, we have been blessed with a healthy baby girl on the way. I didn't ever think I would be pregnant again at 40, with kids on the cusp of becoming teenagers, but I'm finding that there are such advantages. I'm older and wiser, and better able to appreciate the miracle of childbearing. My kids are mature enough to already dote on the baby and love her with abandon. They both rub my tummy each night and talk with her. They write in her journal about how much they love her. It is tender and sweet. The other night my son sat on the bed next to me, his blue eyes wide, the waning light from the sunset outside our window. His voice was genuine and full of excitement. "I just cannot wait to meet her," he said.
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I'm also working on the fourth rewrite of my novel, BORROWING LIGHT, pursuing my dream of obtaining a New York publisher for my work. This dream has not come to fruition on my timetable either, but there have many gifts along the way. I have found lifelong friends in other writers, and planted seeds of friendship with several literary agents, and learned something new every day as I work hard to finish this novel. I don't know when this big miracle will happen for me, but I know it will. I'm doing everything I can to help it along.
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One day I'll get up that hill. I'll get the call from my literary agent that a top publisher wants my manuscript. I'll weep, and sing, and dance with my kids and my husband while holding my baby on my hip, grateful for dreams and miracles, and for the lessons I've learned along the way. And for patience, yes, the patience my mother tried to teach me long ago.
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Do you ever feel like you are standing still, but when you look back you realize that all along you were moving up the hill that is your dream?
Congrats on getting that baby! It's a beautiful analogy. Adding in that people are always there to help us up the hill and, if we turn and help those below us get up the hill our journey not only seems easier, but we'll get there faster.
Posted by: Amy Jo | May 09, 2010 at 11:19 PM
I love Mary Chapin Carpenter, that's all I can say!
Posted by: Margaret Busse | May 10, 2010 at 08:02 AM
Ha, I feel like this all the time! I feel like I am pushing a giant boulder up a hill. I've done it enough to know that something will give way as I keep pushing. Beautiful thoughts, beautiful photos.
Posted by: Dana King | May 10, 2010 at 10:12 AM
We waited 17 years to have our third baby and he arrived with his dad and teenage/adult brother and sister right there. Our youngest is now 11 and he has a close and loving relationship with his adult siblings and his nieces (he became an uncle at 4).
I learned a lot in the waiting ... I thought I'd gotten to the top of the hill with his arrival, but have come to realise that there are many more mountains that I still want to climb.
Blessings to you, your family and this new spirit.
Posted by: Sandy | May 10, 2010 at 09:19 PM
Such wonderful thoughts. Congratulations on your pregnancy and the best of wishes for your book!
I often thought of it for my own life as 'stoplights.' I felt like I was racing to the stoplights (certain objectives, such as college, marriage, home, family) and then was forced to wait. Then I'd race to the next stoplight and wait. I'm learning not to race to the next objective, but to fully experience the journey as I travel from one place (in life) to the next. I say 'learning,' because I consciously need to remind myself to enjoy the journey and focus on the present moment.
Posted by: Stephanie | May 11, 2010 at 01:23 AM
I listened to the same segment on the Diane Rehm show! While I am not a Chapin-Carpenter fan, her descriptions of the meanings behind her songs real stuck with me. I especially enjoyed the song called called "Zephyr" that says something like, ’Cause I’m a zephyr on the inside/ And it’s a hard ride when you feel yourself tied down / Hide-and-earth bound / But there’s no tether, on a zephyr."
Posted by: Alyson | May 11, 2010 at 12:29 PM
Thanks for all the sweet and encouraging comments. It's wonderful to hear from you, and to read your inspiring messages! Blessings to all of you as you make your way up that hill!
Posted by: Heather Simonsen | May 11, 2010 at 08:37 PM