This is what Dick Rossetti called me on The Marty Riemer Show last Friday as I laughed and sang my way through the podcast (see below). A Woman in Bloom. He mentioned it several times and it was funny to both Marty and I though we didn’t really know what it meant. So the next day I googled the term. And what was first up was www.womenbloom.com, inspiring and supporting women to make the most of mid life. My first thought was MID LIFE…the nerve! I’m not even out of my thirties yet (yes, I’m holding onto every minute!) But once I let go of the mock offense, I resonated with the term. I am in a season of reinvention, fresh ideas and energy, creativity, new starts, and growth, coming out of a long winter season with great darkness, introspection, silence, and waiting. I have a desire to explore and engage in life differently, making the most of opportunities and allowing myself to pursue my passions. This is the season for letting some things that have been underground and dormant for such a long time finally see the light of day. Yes, I’m blooming. Ever so slowly and hesitantly, but I have a feeling that if I can let go of my resistance and the let the icy edge of winter melt away, bloom I will. And while in the midst of my ever so deep contemplation and pensive reflection, my husband also had to insert that my new iphone cover design featured blooming flowers. That sealed the deal; the debate was over. Neither hip nor glamorous, prestigious or flashy, but as my daughter is fond of saying, “let’s be real.” I’m a woman in bloom.