I read my cousin's latest Post and it got me thinking about my own life. Let me start by saying that I feel incredibly blessed to have the life I live. God has been good to us. I am absolutely not complaining about any of it, except maybe the mounds of laundry that never get any smaller no matter how much I try.
I am an Oprah fan and she often asks her guests the same basic few questions:
"Who are you?" She usually presses for more if the guest responds with the standard "mother, wife, sister..." answer. Well, for me, I don't know any other answer than that. Why isn't that answer good enough.
"What is your bliss, what nurtures your spirit?" At this point in my life it is my kids. Hearing their laughter, watching them discover new things, experiencing their pride in accomplishment. Everything else pales in comparison.
"What do you know for sure?" I was meant to be a mother. So far in my 34 years it seems to be why He put me on this Earth. It's the oldest memory I have, the only thing I truly remember ever wanting to be.
I'm sure there are those people out there who don't get it, who think it is pathetic to have your entire identity defined by what you do rather than who you are. Well for me, what I do-raising our 3 kids-is who I am. Maybe one day I will go change the world, maybe, through my children, I already have.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Who am I?
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I think it's funny how I can sincerely tell someone else that Mothering is the most important "job" in the world...yet when it is said to me sometimes I doubt it's validity in my every day life.
I keep telling myself there will be a point in life when I'll have more time to find myself...the challange is to not loose yourself in the meantime.
Darling, every time I read this the tissues become very necessary.
I am a fortunate mother whose children have been changing the world by being in it and passing LOVE on to others, including my very dear "triple trouble " grandchildren.
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