Someone asked me a question the other week and to this day I’m still stumped on a response.
“What is your dream for yourself?”
In all honesty, I’ve asked myself that question many times over the last few years and dumped it in the ‘too hard basket’. I’ve been so focused on the now for my son and his needs for the future that I’ve forgotten about my own. I’ve lost myself to motherhood.
I had dreams of working as a features journalist in a glossy magazine in Sydney, but I chose love over a career. Note, ‘love’ is being used very loosely here. I shudder at the thought that I was once in love with the father of my child. After seeing a recent picture of him, I still ask myself ‘what was I thinking?!’. BUT my son is gorgeous and even though he has half the genes of a…
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