It's like starting new diaries or journals. You get to a point where the old one no longer serves you. You've changed, your life has changed, your direction has changed. So do you stubbornly stick with the old, or do you throw yourself into the new, and flow with the wind? I'm choosing the wind this time. Cut the losses, transfer a few meaningful things to bring with you, and keep going.
Why is it so hard to figure myself out? I am so many things: Mother, wife, student, belly dancer, wannabe writer and blogger. But, as the end of the year comes, I feel this hectic surge of energy to start anew, in a new direction. To be successful, as I have felt such a failure this year. Mothering is hard, losing the life you had and attempting to reclaim your identity even as you have a monkey attached to you, demanding every last ounce of strength, energy and attention you have.
But anyway. Change. Me. Yah.
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