“In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich.”
~Henry Ward Beecher
Sacrifice …that is the word that keeps popping up in my mind since Saturday. Sacrifice=Love….is that right?
Sacrifice is what I do as a mom, wife, daughter and sister everyday. Sometimes I don’t mind doing what I do, because I know that is the job I’ve chosen, but there are days in wish I could take a break and live like the dreams in my mind think I should be living…you know the ones where you get to escape to a Cape Cod retreat, walking on the beach, listening to the ocean roar, or the one where you find a passion and live life with more zeal and purpose.
Yes…I know I have a purpose…I would do anything for my family…I would push them out of the way of a bus if I had too… I just ….insert sigh…get board and need a new perspective I guess.
I know, I sound terrible...selfish...like a stupid board housewife... woe is me...maybe its the winter blues talking...maybe its the mid-life doldrums... maybe its just the feeling of being undervalued by my kids and husband...maybe its peri-menopause (and I would like to pause!!!)I don’t know...hasn’t anyone else ever felt this way?
~Beth

