Who am I?

Note to self, next time an idea for something happens, write it down. I had this great idea for an article/blog first thing this morning before I had even gotten out of bed. But poof it is gone, probably for good now or at least until 2 am weeks from now when I don’t get a chance to write it down then either because I have something else on my mind.

Oh wait is it coming back to me now? Just like the song from the 90s, It’s All Coming Back to Me Now. It was going to be something about finding myself again by writing. In the past few years I haven’t known really who I am beyond a wife whose husband is in the Navy and a mom of 2, okay well maybe also online moderator of several military forums and then there was the Family Support Group Chairperson, the Spouse Group Secretary, a part time Research Analyst, part time student, helping out at our kids soccer teams including coaching one game, chauffeur, cook, maid, laundress, medic, photographer, lifeguard, furniture mover, decorator, teacher, and the list goes on. Like any normal mother out there especially these days with so many moms working part time or full time and raising a family. Being a mom isn’t a part time job, it is full time, 24/7/365 . A job you don’t get a vacation from unless you have awesome parents, siblings, in laws or friends that take your kids for a few days when your husband is out of town because you need a break. In all of this you can lose yourself, your identity and really wonder if you are a person. You seem to put your spouse first, the kids first, the house first before yourself a lot of the time, forgetting who you are.

I used to write all the time, poems, stories, even letters, but that has been gone for awhile. Recently I found some old ones and I mean old when I was a teenager and I laughed so hard at my imagination, I mean they were hilarious it brought tears to my eyes. But then those tears almost continued as I realized I had forgotten a major part of myself, not just writing but imagination, my thoughts, my ideas, my creativity, and my dreams. They might be silly and ridiculous but they are still a thought using imagination, which is important to any person. Sometimes we get so caught up in things today that we have forgotten who we are, who other people are, where we live and what we can do if we try. Maybe we need to go back to being a kid again, remember how we were as teenagers or young adults where we had goals and dreams. That might make our lives seem a little bit better when we remember who we really are.

I think I found out now who I am. I am an intelligent, beautiful, bubbly, loving, warm, individual who is a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a cousin, and a friend. I am me.