7 years ago I was home with three little kids and growing increasingly anxious about what I was/wasn’t doing with my life. My kids are my favorite, being a Mom is something I’m pretty damn good at. But so weird, it doesn’t pay money? That’s something we should figure out how to fix, eh? I didn’t want to go back to teaching, I was thinking about midwifery school, urban planning, local politics, nutrition, omg I was trying to force clarity on “WTF do I do with my life” and I was sick about it. I decided I was going to stop searching and just spend another year at home semi-enjoying my kids. (Love them guys but see above, ⬆ hard work no pay!) Enter multiple invites to Norwex parties, enter my NO RSVP each time because gross. Home parties? Now, 7 years later, I am so thankful I had the patience to just let go a little and let it be, because it flipped my brain, heart and world upside down to end up checking my ego at the door and saying maybe, and then yes to something I swore I’d NEVER do. Never say never, you’ll look like a real turd.
Now I get to do life in a way that a prestigious, uber-professional, advanced education career would ever allow. Peace and love to all of you who do those jobs with your whole heart and love them. We all have something we are meant to do, my thing just happened to looked “different” and yours might too. That’s cool, but you might need to have the patience, guts and moments of ego-checking to discover it.