My life’s purpose…I’m on the right track

I am quickly realizing that there really is no way to do it all, and that somewhere along the line, sacrifices have to be made. Over the past three weeks, the sacrifice has been my blog.

It seems as though, as we often do as moms, I have bitten off more than I can chew.

The amount of work that I am experiencing in my new business, coupled with the commitments with my children have become so overwhelming that it is almost leaving me paralyzed.

I am in a constant state of stress which often culminates in debilitating headaches.

Most days, I’m just a bitch.

There are days that I want to quit and run back to my old life.

But it is through this feeling of unsettlement, that I know I am on the right track.

For 42 years I have spent my life in my comfort zone, never really pushing myself to my limits. For the most part, things have always come really easy for me.

For the first time I am being challenged on every front, and it scares the hell out of me. The opportunities that have presented, often feel like Michael Meyers is chasing me down with his long bladed knife and I am cautiously turning to see what is hiding around every corner.

It has been a long time since I have felt a true sense of calm.

But it is through this feeling of fear that I know I am on the right track.

I am surrounded by really amazing people who are educated, confident, and so much further along in this journey.

Many days I feel like a fake and I don’t even know what I’m doing on the same playing field with them.

But it is through this opportunity to learn and grow that I know I am on the right track.

For the first time I am stepping out into my voice, speaking my truth and standing strong in my point of view.

It is scary to put yourself out there among the internet trolls and the judgment of other people. I often wonder, “Who am I?” to be able to share parenting advice with anyone.

But it is through this self doubt that I know I am on the right track.

And in the end, there is something powerful, almost a sense of relief that for the first time in my life, I am not a robot and I am living my life’s purpose.

I really am helping other parents define their parenting journey with a feeling of empowerment and confidence.

There is something pretty cool about that.

My husband believes in me. My kids believe in me.

I believe in me.

And it is through this belief that I know I am on the right track.


PS. What is your purpose? Are you on the right track?