It's 9:15am Monday morning. I just finished a great 'Beat Spin and Abs' class, and I'm feeling good. A bit lonely, but gooooood.
Last week, I sent my boys off to sleepaway camp, together, for the first time. The people I have bumped into have asked me, "So? How does it feel to have both your kids gone for the first time?"
My answer? "On a scale of 1-10... 1,000,000!"
And they just look at me.
Who is this woman who so freely admits she hardly misses her kids and is celebrating her freedom?
The truth is, the first couple of days it felt like I had lost a limb. Like someone had literally cut off my right arm. But now? Now I have a sense of calm, baby. And perhaps even peace. I lie in bed in the morning sipping coffee flipping between The Today Show and Good Morning America. I went to a movie yesterday at 4:30pm. A Sunday afternoon movie that I wanted to see... not a kids movie! I'm hoping to go to the Jazz Fest tonight. I have dinner plans with friends this week. I don't even feel tired anymore because just the emotional drain of raising children can be exhausting.
And I feel no guilt about my happiness.
By Guest Blogger Bethany Rosselit
I know all about sitting on the fence.
I didn't just sit there for 10 years. I bought a house there.
It's just about that time - the evenings are longer, school's out, and I am reminded that I need to pull out my white skinnies more often. It's for this reason that I decided LAST summer, that throughout the summer months, I will come from a place of YES instead of my frequent place of NO. "No, you can't stay up 30 minutes later," "No, you're in your pi's, we can't go to Dairy Queen tonight," or "No, I can't meet you for coffee, my friend, because I have too many deadlines." I decided that "no" was not going to dominate my vocabulary. Summer is a perfect time to say YES to our life. We want to make sure we're seizing the moments.
In one of my many AHA moments as a Certified Life Coach, I realized that we are SO MUCH IN CONTROL OF OURSELVES AND OUR LIVES. We are in control of our health, our well-being, our mental state, our marriage, our career, our happiness. Everything. It's up to us to give ourselves the best life possible. No one else can do it for us, and truth is, it's best when we can do it for ourselves.
Happy Monday, Ladies!
I hope you all enjoyed your Father's Day yesterday and had a chance to relax a little bit. We had a wonderfully relaxing day filled dads, grandads and family. The weekend was also accompanied by a few butterflies, as we get ready to send these boys off this week to summer camp. My little one for his first time.
My name is Marnie. I am a 40-something woman, girl, lady, mother, sister, daughter, aunt... you get the picture. I am currently at the peak of transition in my life-- starting over in every conceivable way. Living in a new city. Subletting as my material world lays in storage. I can literally go anywhere, become anyone, do anything. My true accountability is only to myself, as I am at the beginning of my journey with just me in tow… and maybe a carry-on or two depending on the day. My words are from my soul, they are real and hopefully they are relatable. My hope is to help other souls beginning anew in uncharted territory.
Father's Day on Sunday is a strange day for me. Heavy and yet not heavy, and I will share why.