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Blogger Spotlight: Margo at “That Little Voice”

Editor’s Note: Margo has an amusingly warm writing style, which flavors her stories with a wry wisdom that will bring a smile of recognition, such as this short piece reflecting on one of life’s supposed goals. Enjoy…

Where are you Wisdom?

December 14, 2015 – Little Voice

As another birthday year appears on the horizon,

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I’m reminded how, for many years, I expected to have wisdom bestowed upon me.

I thought by the time I reached 30 I would be wise, thinking that was the ripe old age when all things became apparent.30

When the light of that birthday didn’t yield any wisdom, I decided that the magic age was 35. But alas, I wasn’t any smarter and certainly not any wiser than I had been 5 years prior.

Ever an optimist, I knew by the time I turned 40 I would be wrapped in the cloak of insight and perception. But I awoke on that bright and chilly day knowing that I would make decisions this day and the day after, and the day after that, 40swith poor judgment and less than perfect intelligence.

Disappointed, I asked myself if I should give up on the expectation of ever becoming wise. Do I call it a lost cause and continue being foolish, not to ever have flashes of clarity? I quickly dismissed that thought and looked forward to becoming 45 and Wise!

You guessed it: by the time I reached 50 reality had set in as did a bit of laziness. I decided I didn’t care about being wise anymore, and I didn’t have the energy to think about it. What had seemed like such an attractive and attainable goal 20 years prior, was now a joke, wisdom 3because let’s be honest, did I really believe I was ever going to sit atop a mountain top wrapped in white cloth, imparting statements that would alter womankind?

Besides, getting to the top of the mountain took way too much work with very little reward. I didn’t see 5 star service available at those lofty heights offering me comfort, warmth, and positive feedback. I began to relax in the knowledge that wisdom wasn’t my calling, and I became free to screw up, make mistakes, and show less than astuteness in my decision-making. Oh, what a relief  it was!

So as I blunder into my new birth year, I do so with carefree gusto, and little forethought as to the wisest outcome. Sigh!

Don’t you wish you were my age?

What realities have you come to as you approach a new year that will bring on another birthday?


You can peruse Margo’s work by clicking here, as well as learn more about Margo on her About page and this introductory post. If you have comments specifically for Margo, please be gracious enough to make them on her site so she can be assured of receiving your feedback.


4 replies »

  1. To answer the question posed in your post, I’ve noticed that I have been needy and codependent. When I started explaining my boundaries, life became less populated with talking head friends but fuller and more serene. My health improved significantly after that.

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  2. Thank you, thank you, thank you for featuring my blog. I just discovered that you had done this and not certain how I missed it. Tremendously grateful for your kind words and the exposure you have given my blog. Ever humbled.

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    • Margo, I took great pleasure in featuring your blog. I appreciate your charm and earthiness (that last word looks a bit odd, typing it out, but I hope you know what I mean). I really enjoy the mix of original pieces and carefully-selected bits that you share from other blogs. Which reminds me that I need to head over and see what you’ve been up to lately. (I must confess that I’ve been a bit remiss with my blog-following lately, what with the holidays and the running about doing family things.) Still, I’m sure that your site will entertain me as it always does, although I might not make it there until the morning, as my last cup of coffee was quite some time ago and sleep is beckoning. Sleep well, writer buddy. Tomorrow is another opportunity…


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