“Constancy is the complement of all other human virtues”
Guiseppe Mazzini
In conversation today, one of Sophie’s teacher’s referred to me as “stable”. She then elaborated to say that she knew she could count on me to be there, pick up what’s needed, make the necessary phone calls, etc. I know she meant it as a compliment.
I’ve always hated to be called stable. I wanted to be the girl who was exciting and adventurous and unpredictable. I was none of these things (unless I had PMS, then unpredictable would make an appearance). I wasn’t convinced that stability could keep a man happy or bring me lots of friends. It wouldn’t make me the “fun” mom, or the favorite aunt. Thankfully, I’ve learned to embrace it rather than fight it.
Stability is not what most make it out to be. It is not a euphemism for boring and predictable. It is a sense of constancy. It is the ability to feel the full breadth of emotions, and stay the course. It is letting your yes be yes, and your no be no. It is being what and who you promised to be.
Constancy keeps your husband sure that the vows you spoke will remain. It keeps your kids safe in knowing that they are loved, regardless. Constancy brings life to friendships that would sooner die if left to whim and fancy. If you must call me something, then please call me constant. I hear it is the complement of all other virtues.


  • Suz

    It’s wonderful to be stable in such an unstable world. Spontaneous and reckless are greatly overrated. They are not always fun either.

    I’d choose the “constant” friend every time.

  • I always wanted to be fun, but I am more “constant”, too. A while back, my husband was accusing me of being stubborn… but then I asked him if he agreed that I was steadfast, and he decided I was. All good! Blessings!