What direction do I go?

It's March. It's been craziness here lately. I am reaching a point where I am closing out old goals and to do lists, thanks in part to a minor basement flood, and it hit me.

If this is the year we get organized, complete projects and I find myself with a smidgen of time where my brain isn't bombarded by the things to do what am I going to do with myself. We started working on eating better, and cleaning out the crap out of the house.

I sat on that place where you pin all the pins and time seems to fall into a black whole and I realized once again, I am losing the focus on me. It doesn't do anybody any good if the one who keeps it all together can't keep themselves together.

My children are my life, but I don't want them to be my whole life. I want some part to be me, not so and so's mom/wife/granddaughter/sister/daughter whatever. I want somebody to be like hey that's Jessica. Really how do mom's keep their own identity? Is it harder for stay at home mom's? Is it harder for mom's with special needs children? I no longer know what is a "normal" household.

Why can't I? Does anybody else go through this?

I turn 31 in June. I am totally okay with being a late boomer. I always have been. I am kind of okay not having a set purpose yet, but I am beginning to feel like it is time to start having a plan. How do I start this plan if I have no idea on the direction?

Anybody out there feel this way?

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  1. Rolando GloverMarch 31, 2015 at 12:03 PM

    It's really wise and worthy to think about those things once in a while, no matter what incidents incite them. Although a flooded basement is a major concern and it's not a surprise how it can unsettle, since it cuts right into the foundations of a house and the home life in general; it's still good to know that we will never run out of ways to resolve it. In any way, thanks for sharing that! I wish you all the best in that regard!

    Rolando Glover @ EcoPure Restoration

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    1. AnonymousApril 8, 2015 at 11:17 AM

      I am so slow at getting back to here, but thank you for your time in writing a response. I still don't have a plan, we have had a few setbacks that required my immediate attention, but someday I will figure this out. Maybe it will come to me next time I am coloring in the blanket fort. :)

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