My Recent Musings
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You took a picture today, and it still wasn't Pinterest worthy. It didn't have the chalk board or anything else that the other moms so beautifully have, but you know now that none of that matters.
What matters is that you were there. You soaked it in. Your child went off to school knowing he was loved and that he would find a quickly scribbled but meaningful little note in his lunch box. You're doing okay, and you'll be just fine.
Do you ever feel like you’re just going through the motions? Have you ever felt like no matter how hard you push yourself, there’s still a restlessness that you can’t tame? Do you ever feel like you’ve done all the right things that you were “supposed to do,” you checked off all of the boxes set out for you, yet it still feels like something’s missing?
If you’ve ever felt like any of the above, we want to let you know you’re not alone.
I hated going to work. Loathed. I was miserable. Everyone told me over and over, “Working is just a part of life, you have to get used to it.” But they weren’t getting it. This couldn’t possibly be my life for the next 40+ years. I was unsettled.
I was confused, and I felt guilty.