Has anyone seen Me? She’s been missing for a while. I thought about putting a poster up at the post office, but I’m not even sure what she looks like anymore.
In the metaphysical world, it’s believed that we are never the same people that we were seven years ago. Looking at it scientifically, it makes sense. Our cells are constantly regenerating so we are not today the same creatures biologically that we once were. Spiritually, that also makes sense. Our lives shift daily. If we’re lucky, we use the time to learn and evolve. That’s why we’re here, isn’t it?
The last few years haven’t really brought much evolution. I’ve been sort of caught on the treadmill like George Jetson. Constantly moving, but there’s no progress forward in any way. Every day has just been about getting through every day. The world around me has changed, but I’m still here on the treadmill.
As a mother, it’s easy to get stuck there. I mean, I’m surely smarter and have evolved in all the normal ways but my focus has been on everyone else – meeting needs and keeping them happy. That’s the job. I happily signed up for it and I think I’ve done an OK job but what happened to Me?
Very recently, I’ve had contact with old friends – people who aren’t in my every day periphery. So when we talk, our conversations are not about the usual day to day things. There’s been no discussion about my kids or my late husband. We’ve talked about interesting things that have sparked something. I remember who I used to be. I remember who I am. I’m starting to remember Me. I like her.
I still don’t know where I’m going but the fog has lifted and I can actually see my path again. My hope is that it will once again take me interesting places where I’ll meet interesting people and do interesting things. I remember Me. I like her and I think we (Me, Myself, and I) will have some fun together once again.
I hope my kids remember Me, too. They used to have fun together. Either way, Me has returned and I believe she’s here to stay.
