We’ve all heard the question: If you could have dinner with three people, living or dead, who would they be? I was recently asked this and I had a thought: What if the three were all yourself, at different ages? The fourth person would be you at your current age and the course of your life would not be altered in any way as a result of this me-ting.
Whom of you would you invite to sit around the table? It’s interesting to think about, isn’t it? As I wrote this piece, I detailed how each version of me would feel about her others and what they would want the iterations to know in an effort to assure them that no matter what, NO MATTER WHAT, she will survive and strive to thrive. Several paragraphs in, I deleted it all. Although fun to consider, I recommend not venturing too deeply. Like the lifetime they’ve, YOU’VE led, it will all unfold as it’s supposed to.
