It’s funny. When I think back to the time in my life when I felt the most like I was doing what I was meant to be doing, it was when I was blogging regularly. Was there a fulfillment in the constant gratification from comments and page views, or a cathartic nature to the act of writing down what what going on in my life? I’m not entirely sure, but I’m going to try and find out.
The last year wasn’t the cathartic, take back my health year that I had planned. It was fraught with sadness, anger, chaos and some of the hardest times our family has ever known. And then there was that proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. The a-ha moment. I could find more tacky cliches, but I’ll quit while I’m ahead. I changed my way of thinking. The workplace that I used to love but dreaded returning to? I didn’t go back, and I let go of the idea that success in life is tied to money and career.