Today is G-Day.
I know more than 70,000 other women feel like G is their soul sister, their long-lost friend, so it seems trite for me to call her those things.
For those who’ve read my posts detailing my obsessions with “Grey’s Anatomy” and “Wicked,” G is kind of like a cross between Meredith Grey and Glinda, the Good. Meredith used to be “dark and twisty,” and although Glinda is sometimes seen as corny and cheesy, she brought people together and made them feel welcome and safe, word-smithing and inducing laughter all along the way.
G is the real deal, though. With the three mantras of “We can do hard things,” “Love wins” and “We belong to each other,” Melton’s creation of Momastery has allowed women to stop focusing on the details that ultimately drive them apart and zoom in on the commonalities that bind them and help them feel less alone.
The mere fact that I am able to attend today’s book signing is really quite surprising. My husband sneakily adjusted his work schedule to put a stop to my near constant whining about wanting to go to the event. No, honestly, it was so sweet. It still is sweet. I am leaving town for a little more than 24 hours. No work, no kids. Yes, I will still be carrying that darn breast pump.
Mike even made a CD for me to play in the car on the way. In addition to “Carry On” by Fun., which is part of the “Momastery Mix,” Alicia Key’s newest anthem, “Girl on Fire,” is the first song on the disc. It is a fitting description of G and her Monkees.
I am excited, although, just like when I meet any new person or have an important appointment, I had hoped I would weigh less and have perfect skin. Or at least have less acne than I do right now!
In her Feb. 7 post, “Let me see you,” Melton wrote about the book tour: “I’ve been waiting. Waiting for some magical time in my life to arrive before I stepped out from behind my screen to meet you all. A time when my personal life was in perfect order, my health was swimming along, my acne had subsided, and I had attained that elusive grown-up composure, elegance, and sophistication that I’m always certain must be on its way. None, but NONE of those things have happened to me. And nevertheless, it’s time to go.”
See how she does that? I feel less alone. Other women in their 30s still deal with acne too. If I always waited until my acne subsided, I would never do anything!
So my friend and fellow Monkee Betsy and I are off to see this “Girl on Fire.”
“Looks like a girl, but she’s a flame
So bright, she can burn your eyes
Better look the other way
You can try, but you’ll never forget her name”
Originally published on ovparent.com.