Sometimes I imagine myself as a “has been.” That person, who in ten years from now, everyone says “what happened to her? She had so much going for her.”
Sometimes I think the reason I work so hard is because that’s my biggest fear.
I want to be successful in my career. I want to be a good mom. I want to have it all (as much as I can, I guess). But, maybe that’s not what’s in store for me.
It’s hard to keep putting one foot in front of the other when you keep going nowhere. I’m sure I’m walking the wrong way on moving sidewalk because I am just barely keeping up. And, the moment that I stop moving, it carries be back in the direction I came.
How do I teach my kids that hard work pays off, when clearly, my hard work is not paying off.