I never thought I would need to reinvent myself. I shouldn't be surprised. People have to do it all the time, I have just never given it much thought until now.
As a young woman, I had a goal; I wanted to be a part of the music business. It was a dream come true to find that I could actually go to college and major in something like that. I graduated from Belmont and had several jobs in the music industry. Goal achieved; I was happy.
I took a brief hiatus and worked at a church office, while beginning to take classes again to explore a new career.
Enter a young man, a ring, and the goals changed. I was still happy. Happy to be by his side, happy to support his goals while achieving my own goals of being wife and mother.
I've spent nearly 20 years being the harried, homeschool mom and that journey is winding down, too. I feel restless. It's time for me to do something else but I have no idea what that should be.
I have been passionate about every goal that I have had. That is the part that is missing. Passion. I have no direction, no clue about what I want to do.
Am I too old to start over? People would say, "No, of course not," but really, am I?
