My whole life I had a plan. Go to college, get your degree, get a job, get a house, get a dog, kiss a few frogs along the way, find a Prince Charming, create a family, live happily ever after. Seemed simple enough. I worked hard and almost managed to accomplish all of my goals. Almost.
I earned three degrees, I started teaching, bought a house, adopted a dog, kissed my fair share of frogs, found my prince, adopted another dog, and then we were blessed with the biggest joys of my life, first a son and then two years later, a daughter. And that’s about where my master plan fell apart.
Turns out teaching middle schoolers isn’t as fabulous as it used to be and the fairy tales apparently neglect to mention that sometimes Prince Charming turns back into a frog. Whoops. Who knew? I guess it’s time to make a Plan B…
Now, I’m starting over as a single mom with two small kids, and I’m sharing my journey here, in my blog. Why? Because I know I’m not alone. I know that there are thousands of other incredibly tired mamas standing at the same crossroads determined to find a way make a new, happier, and more fulfilling life for themselves and their family.
So now I’m trying new things, making new plans, finding a new path and embracing my creativity to see where it takes me. Because now I’m a little bit older and a little bit wiser than I was when I first got married. I think I know myself a little bit better and now I know what I don’t want in my life, which makes it a whole lot easier to find what I do want. It’s exciting, and terrifying, and liberating, and anxiety inducing, but I’m ready for it. I have to be.
In Omnia Paratus – Ready for Anything.