How did I get here? What happened to ME?
Wife. Mother. Employee. These titles can weigh me down sometimes. Inside, I still feel like I am 20 years old but I see someone different in the reflection looking back at me. Mirror, mirror, on the wall...I am my mother after all!
I just turned 45 a few days ago and am determined that my "Chapter Two" is going to be a time of re-discovery. I hope I can peel away the layers to find "Dana" again. I know I am still in here somewhere!
This is no pity party! I have a great family and great friends. I just want the second part of my journey to be as rewarding as the first. To accomplish this, I need to remember to put me first sometimes. I thought journaling about this "quest" would make me feel accountable to myself and serve as a reminder to make time for me.