Dear Meredith Vieira’s Mom

Dear Meredith Vieira’s Mom,

I don’t know if this is a true story. But in my mind it is very real. I believe one day years ago, I heard your daughter, Meredith, tell the world something you taught her. It went a little something like this:

Meredith: Whenever I was stressed out about a test or a deadline… any time I was nervous about a tryout or a boy… if I ever compared myself to someone or felt jealous of someone, my mom would remind me to “run my own race.”

Run your own race.

It stuck. I’ve kept it with me. And I will pass it on to my children.

It makes so much sense to me.

Some people are really smart. Some people are really funny. Some people are really athletic or calm or good at painting. Some of us have bodies that make babies on demand. Some of us need help making babies. Some of us have an incredible sense of direction and others get lost in our own houses. Some of us married the one. Others married one of three. Some have big careers and others have in-the-meantime jobs. Some of us have a lot of money. Some of us have big families. Some of us have cool cars, hour glass figures and perfect skin. And some people have those tiny houses on HGTV. I don’t get those people. But they seem happy in their tiny houses and that’s cool.

The point is, what some of us have and what others don’t have just doesn’t matter. All that matters is you. What do you want? Where do you want to go? How will you get there? Who are you?

It’s your race.

Stay in your lane.

And keep your eye on the prize. Your prize.

I’m a terrible runner. But that’s okay because it’s my race. I win!

So thanks, Meredith Vieira’s Mom.
Love, Nicole
(Grady and Annie Bea’s Mom)

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