It’s late. Quite often, I sit and think late at night. I have a family, friends and a full rich life and here I am alone, thinking. I will start my journey of returning to writing tonight. It has been a lot of years and I am not sure about this electronic format. Being a mother and a woman brings me more questions than answers. Am I alone in that thought process or is this common? Maybe I am seeking to find that I am actually the same and not unique for once. I saw a documentary called ‘The Motherload’. It stuck with me. I wanted more of the discussion revolving around working mothers. The irony of it is, I am living the Motherload. I don’t have the time, energy or focus to find more. Family, work, aging parents. Where do I fit in the equation? If I can’t make the routine of life easier, how can I make the ‘rush’ more meaningful? Maybe writing through the insomnia will help me see the way.
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