Mother Teresa said it best. "If you want to bring happiness into the world, go home and love your family.".
Sing it, Sister!
I am now convinced family was hard-wired into my DNA before my birth.
It seems my heart, hopes, thoughts and dreams center around this amazing group of people I've been given the privilege to call Husband, Daughter, Son, Mom and Dad. Oh, I have a great bit of room in there for others. I care for them like I breathe!
It is just that in recent days, it became apparent to me that when I am able to help my family in their life, I feel so purpose-filled! So many other things pale in comparison. For me, that is.
I am fully aware that not everyone is wired this way and believe we all should pursue our own joys.
Seven months ago, I became a "working outside the home" mom for the first time in my life. I met amazing people, kindred spirits, hard-working souls. I shared time with some truly beautiful little humans, who bless the world with their presence.
Yet, this called for doing some serious re-evaluation of my life's priorities. Along with the prioritizing came the paring, pruning and defining.
I do not compartmentalize much. It always feels like dishonesty to my spirit. I am who I am, in every situation as much as possible. I don't have a "business side" and "personal side". I am still me in both settings. And I don't do things halfway.
In the past week, I have been told countless times by my family just how happy they are to have my support and presence and to simply be available to them again. Perhaps a "career" in teaching awaits me when my nest is truly empty. Until then, Mother Teresa's quote is my mantra and I will eek out every ounce of joy in being here <3
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