Get in touch with your inner resilience and you can do anything!
Twenty years ago I had an idea. I decided to start a magazine devoted to women. I named it Tidewater Women, even though our region was becoming known by another name. But I liked the fluidity of the name Tidewater, the way it conjures up tidal waters that ebb and flow, reminding us that our lives are constantly pushed and pulled, often by forces we can’t control.
My idea was to help empower women with this magazine, to help you discover that change is possible. We can’t always avoid the bad things that happen to us, but we can influence the outcome. I’ve always believed that each of us has the power to make our lives better, that instead of being swept along by life’s currents, we can start swimming toward our goal. The effort can be exhausting, but the rewards are great.
Sometimes we float along and wait until the right moment to move. Other times we bump into flotsam and jetsam, careening off in a totally new direction. We veer off course, only to find that this new direction is taking us where we really want to go.
Beginning a new publication isn’t easy. Twenty years ago we started with a core group of advertisers, a few of whom are still in our pages today. You know who you are. You recognize that showing your support by advertising in TW is a way of lifting up local women We appreciate your loyal patronage.
Other advertisers have come and gone over the years. All of them have helped us become the area’s most respected resource for women. Without advertising support, TW would not exist. That’s why when readers patronize advertisers, you are doing your part to ensure that TW appears every month with more local information, inspiring stories, and heartfelt advice.
If you simply want to send your comments about TW—how it is or isn’t meeting your needs—I’d love to hear from you as well. I’d like to think that Tidewater Women is as much your magazine as it is mine, that we have a symbiotic relationship, that we’re connected—from one end of our region to the other.
And if you find yourself trying to stay afloat these days, wondering when—if ever—life’s circumstances will lead you to a safe harbor, just remember how remarkably resilient women are. With our inner strength and wisdom, we can survive even the toughest storms. And when you wash up on that sandy beach, lie still and feel the warm sun on your bones, let the waves rock you with their rhythm, listen to the seagull’s restless call, and breathe slowly and deeply.
We’re all lucky to be alive. That’s what we need to remember.