My friend and colleague Alyssa Forcehimes writes a thoughtful and joyous blog, Leading With Heart, every Thursday.
Last week, she wrote about the intellectual humility of children – they are unabashedly open in declaring, “I don’t know.”
Alyssa contrasted this with adults, who find it hard to say the same words. Grown-ups feel obligated to come up with an answer – something, anything.
I have a third answer for us, the beautiful aging population.
Now, when I’m put on the spot to respond to a challenging question, I look the inquisitor straight in the eye. My answer reflects the honesty of my childhood and puts to rest the false pride of my adult years.
I boldly say, “I don’t remember.”