It's Me, Sara Louise

I’m getting better at that, you know. I replied to an email yesterday from a friend living in Ireland and I told her quite clearly that I am drifting right now. And at first, that was sort of scary and then it gradually became less so. You see, I’m a stay at home mom and have been for a few years. During naps and after bedtime, I carve out time to write long sentences under a folder titled “manuscript” and create lists for groceries and “to do’s” in my red leather notebook that I carry just about everywhere. But during waking hours, I am a chef, a dinosaur, transportation to and from the fun spots, the discipliner, the photographer, the librarian, the maid and much much more. I like to think I am good at these positions, that I fulfill what would otherwise be blank voids, but there are no set metrics, no quarterly performance reviews to tell me so. and THAT, that is what can be scary about drifting. I imagine that this is true of anyone pursuing a creative passion or building a new business or taking a leap of faith. 

But fear not, fellow drifters. we don’t need an outside source repeating a generic praise. We have ourselves and that should most certainly be good enough. I am learning to tune out that worker bee need and instead tune in to the quiet voice inside whispering, “You are fine, dear girl.” It is not easy, but it is a lesson worth learning. You. Are. Fine. Repeat that until it is less tentative and more brave.