For those of you who have been reading my blog, or have been a fan of YB for a good long while you’ve heard us both share about the hard times. The dry financial times where our girls ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for dinner, and where Yannick thought about walking away from his acting. As we sat, a month ago, watching Mikaela graduate from Pepperdine University, with our two older girls, and a son in law beside us, it was like a dream. If somebody had told me, while we were eating Kraft dinner for dinner, and dressing the girls in hand me downs, that our youngest would attend a prestigious private American university, and we would celebrate it from our second home in a place that we love so much, I would never have believed you.
But such is the mystery and the beauty of the universe. A universe that has been incredibly kind, and amazingly generous to us. And now that I’m sitting on the other side of that part of my mom role, it’s remarkable to me how quickly time passes. It truly feels like yesterday I was sitting in high school, staring out the window wondering what it would be like to be grown up. Who would I marry? Would I marry? Would I achieve my goals of being a working, successful actress? What would my life look like. I could never, in a million years, would never have pictured myself here; forty eight, mom of three university graduates, and married to one man for so long.
I’m deeply proud of not only Mikaela, but all my girls, I’m humbled by the beauty of life, and the ability for the universe to provide balance. Hard times to teach us how to be gracious and thankful, and good times to remind us that nothing stays bad forever. I now no longer wonder if those who “have it all” really do have it all. I’ve learned that nothing comes easy regardless of one’s status in life. There was a saying I loved, I think it came from a 90’s rap song: “more money, more problems.” I never really understood or bought that, having grown up in a single parent household, with very little money, I always imagined that those who had an abundance of money couldn’t possibly have any problems whatsoever. But then I grew up, while observing the world around me; I witnessed people like Eric Clapton lose his son at the age of four. I watched famous musicians, movies stars that I admired struggle with addiction. Some winning their battle, some losing them. I saw beautiful, talented, wealthy women find themselves cheated on by partners they loved and trusted. I saw life happen, I learned that life happens to all of us, no matter fat bank accounts or empty ones. None of us are immune to the challenges of life, in fact, without them we would be mere shells, lacking empathy, compassion and soul.
So as I sit in quiet reflection wondering; if Brianna and Craig will have children, will they own their own home? Will Dominique marry her love, and succeed in her job? Will Mikaela opt to sit her LSATS and attend law school, will they all be healthy? Will they have their hearts broken??? All the concerns and worries that every parent has, bouncing around inside my own mind. I stop myself and remind myself: the night doesn’t go on forever, every morning the sun rises, we feel the warmth of it on our faces, and we’re give the opportunity to carry on. To make today better than yesterday, and to know that nothing, good or bad lasts forever. That there is balance in life even if we can’t see it in a moment of struggle and hardship, and knowing this brings me comfort and confidence that I made it through the storms of my life thus far, and Mikaela, along with my other two girls will as well.
And these are the things that I would tell Mikeala as she heads forward into her unknown future.