Truth

I've had many conversations where I have talked freely about wanting to further my career in corporate communications. The truth is, that's a lie. Now don't get me wrong, I like what I do and if I am going to have to work I might as well enjoy what I do. But the truth is, if I was truly able to do anything and financially support my life and my family, it would not be corporate communications.

Honestly and truthfully, I want to not "work". I want to write. Not write about corporate stuff, but write about life. My life. My thoughts. My world. The things that happen and the things that my mind makes up.

I want to volunteer at my kids school, at my church, in my community. I want to inspire people and encourage them. I want to be there to help people through their problems.

I want to clean my house. Make homemade dinners every night. I want to sit down with my kids while they do their homework and have enough energy to massage my husband when he has had a long day at work. I want to bake dessert and walk the dog.

All this sounds silly but I want to be a woman from multiple generations all rolled into one. I want my life to mean something. To touch a lot of people and make a difference. I want to be appreciated, admired and loved.

Sounds simple. It isn't but I hope and dream and try to achieve it anyway.