It’s been a week of what feels like hide and seek. Snowy/icy weather, stomach viruses, bad back, general malaise/funk.
This week, I have truly been thinking about happiness, about what makes me happy. My husband and son make me happy, writing makes me happy, connecting people, helping others, supporting my friends, taking care of lost souls, but what do I do for me that makes me happy.
Good question.
So, I am soul searching and blogging. Trying to find more of my self-prescribed happiness project. Just like the one I wrote about over at Savvy Source about “Cottage Bliss”. Those words rang true, but now I need to adjust and I need to do things that aren’t work/career related. I need to be…me. Problem is, at this stage in my life, I have no idea who me is.
In the words of the Grateful Dead “What a long strange trip it’s been”…and it’s not over, yet.
