(Last November, I touched on this topic, but I feel it is important enough to revisit.)
Recently, I connected with my long distance bestie, and part of our conversation revolved around how easy it is to lose a part of yourself to other people. While our lives are different in many ways, I see a common theme between us.
Since we hadn’t connected for awhile, I wanted to hear the juicy details of her life. I’ve been married for 28 years, so it’s always fun to hear about her dating world (not that I want to go back).
While she sees how she could easily lose herself to a guy, I can see how I lost myself in my role of being a mom. (Being honest, I really had no idea who I was before heading into the world of parenting, so maybe I didn’t “lose” anything.) Instead of letting motherhood be a PART of who I was, it became ALL that I was.