Why Being A Late Bloomer is Ok with Me

They called me Late Bloomer in grammar school—my parents, my teachers. Always dreaming, they said, like it was a curse or disease.


Down through the years, I have lived up to the late bloomer moniker. Managed to married for the first time, two weeks before my 40th birthday. Didn’t someone say a woman was more likely to get struck by lightening then marry after 40? Lightening strike me again--we are still happily married today.


There are advantages to being a late bloomer. Review the field, entrance late after the entire hubbub is almost over. Know what you want, yes, I take my time when it comes to decisions of the heart or the hearth.


In this day and age, when kids have websites by five, and prepare for college starting in 5th grade, late bloomers will surely feel like they will be left in the dust at the starting gate of life. It doesn’t have to be that way. Taking time to go after what you want should not be a race.


Many women have put their dreams on hold to raise a family. Can they not write, publish, paint, or take on creative projects at a later stage of life? Is there not future for the late starter?
Why not? With the internet, there is no end to the markets, opportunities, challenges and inspirations that can be had. It is all up to us.



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