So what am I? Mother, dancer, cooker, cleaner, what? Here I am, on a saturday night, alone at home with my three kids. I am bored. I am sick of all of this; the never ending mounds of laundry, the house that gets messy over and over again. I want to be out doing things, exploring new paths, biking, running, being free, or at least temporarily experiencing the false sense of freedom. I love my family, don't get me wrong. I am just tired, disenchanted, apathetic, and discontented. Maybe tomorrow I will feel completely different. Maybe tomorrow I will feel my life is fulfilling, and that my time spent picking little scraps of paper off the floor and wiping numerous snotty noses is worth something.
Maybe.
1 comment:
Being free is overrated. Those things tying you down, are what ground you, that shape you, that give you purpose. You are so fortunate to be blessed with such roles, I can only dream of such a life. We often end up in places we don't expect, but they are the paths we've chosen in life. You must not despair, feelings as negative as yours are temporary and will change with time and events. For every bad moment there will be a thousand good. Stay positive, there is a light at the end of every tunnel, no matter how long or dark it becomes. x
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