I use to be fabulous.
Seriously, everyone has that one friend where amazing things just happen when they are around. I’m that person. My life is filled with “What are the chances of that?”. I have been told I should write a book. I never knew that was not normal. To me it is just my life. It has always been like that. I don’t know any different.
Then I got married (for the 2nd time) later in life and had a couple kids. One day I stepped out of the shower, looked at myself in the mirror and wondered what happened? That was not my body. Who was this exhausted woman looking back at me? What happened to the adventurous woman who lived life to the fullest?
I only have 5 weeks left paying Manimony. My youngest is in pre-school and my oldest starting kindergarten tomorrow. I dusted off my passport several months ago and took my first trip in years to meet up with a friend for New Years. My 2nd trip is coming up in a month. I feel like I can finally start to breathe again. It is time to find myself again.
This is my journey back to that woman. The struggle to be true to yourself while working full time and being a wife and a mother. My re-discovery.