Somewhere over the last ten years or so, I lost sight of myself. Cheryl faded away into the place of forgotten dreams and missing dryer socks. The person that I was stepped aside for Jack's wife, then moved into the shadows for Lizbeth's mom. Now don't get me wrong. I love being Jack's wife. I love being Lizbeth's mom. But sometimes, I just want to be Cheryl.
The literature buff, the artist, the poet, the singer, the writer... All of those things that I once was have been mislaid over time. It is time to recapture at least a part of them; at least a part of who I once was. However, I am not a person with willpower. Let me rephrase. Cheryl is not a person with willpower. Lizbeth's mom is. Jack's wife can be. Cheryl, not so much. Cheryl needs accountability. Thus, The Year I Get Myself Back blog is born.
Each week, I will challenge myself with a new goal, update my progress, or embrace my failure and regroup for a new approach. Please tag along on my journey to find myself. Provide your wisdom and encouragement. Share your own journey.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
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