Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it’s what makes FOF women so alive. I don’t mean prying or nosiness (i.e. asking your friend how much money she’s saved or how much money her daughter-in-law earns). I mean our never-ending quest to discover new places, meet new people, and learn as much as we can about all kinds of subjects.
Some people tell me I ask too many questions, but I agree with Einstein, who said, “The important thing is not to stop questioning… Never lose a holy curiosity.”
My friends and I can talk about life, death, the pursuit of happiness and the latest episode of Mad Men practically without taking a breath. We debate, question, and lecture to each other. Our conversations always lead us to new ideas and take us to new places. If we weren’t curious, how could we ever recognize the exciting possibilities in front of us?
Maybe I’m never bored because I’m curious and incessantly attracted to something new. I was curious about wrestling (yes, wresting) when I met my husband, who loves it. I am curious about jazz because it’s my nephew’s passion. And I became curious about what it feels like to stand on my head when I started practicing yoga.