2.16.09
I’ve been feeling pulled lately to figure out why I’m on this planet. Oh, sure, the thought has crossed my mind before, but somehow the relative solitude I’ve had access to lately — with Sean in college, Alex away at his out-of-state job a lot, and Claire running hither and yon as teenagers will — has made me extra introspective and more aware of the question.
I seem to be feeling the need to figure out what I want to do now that I’m all grown up, and my first-born has left the nest, and my second-born can’t be far behind. (Now that Claire has taken the PLAN/PACT and the PSAT, the college brochures are starting to arrive, and she’s turning her nose up at all of them because they’re from schools in places like Indiana and Iowa. Like we don’t live in Wisconsin, for Pete’s sake!)
Anyway, all of this introspection — sometimes a dangerous thing — is driving me to conclude that it’s time to be something or someone in addition to (although not instead of) a mother, wife, employee, small-business owner, daughter, volunteer, and friend. Somehow I’m feeling drawn to find my higher purpose, my raison d’être, my driving force, my guiding light, my biggest goal, my deepest values, my “absolute yes” list, my organizing principle, my personal mission statement, my purpose in life.
AHHHHHH! How the heck am I supposed to figure that out?!