I've talked before about how I had big expectations for my life, a need for purpose.
Unsure exactly what that purpose is!
Accepting that in fact, we all grow up and live life, we all participate in the day to day, has not always been easy.
What is our purpose?
I'm now starting to realise that we all have a map of our lives, that starts when we are born and ends when we die. The road in between is different for every single one of us.
Some will follow the path from A to Z.
Some will wonder off the road and down the dirt track.
But regardless we all have a life to LIVE.
My life, in this given moment is of a wife and mother, first and foremost. Sometimes... often, there is not much time for anything else.
I've finally come to the realisation that I need to travel the road set out for me and be grateful. Because whilst I'll always be a mother and that is a priority, that will never change, the extent in which it consumes me will.
And in reality being a mother is most certainly one of my many dreams.
The rest..... only time will tell.
Cheers
Mandy.
It is a tug of war sometimes isn't it?
ReplyDeleteI swing between guilt at pursuing any projects\goals\interests of my own and at times an overwhelming feeling of having nothing for myself in my life.
I think you have the right perspective here.
:-) xx
Very thoughtful post. Xx
ReplyDeleteI love this post, I often think that I'm tired of just being "mummy", which of course I love, but want something else. I then feel guilty for pursuing my own interests, or dating someone new, thinking that I am not putting enough time and energy into my son. I think we will always struggle with this, just a little bit.
ReplyDeleteChrissie xx
hehe I love being a mummy.. but I feel I need to be something else aswell!! besides being a wife.. :) Your post is great :)
ReplyDeleteSo well put Mandy. I think we need to be more self-ish as mums but it never seems to work out unless we make choices for that to occur. The good news is that you are considering it all. I like that. Nice work xx
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