• Day Seven: Family is the best medicine…

    by  • October 30, 2012 • 27 days of healing • 0 Comments

    Before giving birth to Jonah Wynn and then of course recovering from Hellp Syndrome I worked a normal 9-5 type job and ran my own business.  I have always enjoyed working and I love my career and the people I work with.  I am proud of what I have accomplished and have been fortunate to have had many opportunities because of my education.  However, a part of me always longed to be at home taking care of my family and running the household like a Fortune 500 company.  I think I would excel.

    One of the reasons I love vintage pieces from the ’50s is because it gives me a feeling of simplicity in the home.  Don’t get me wrong, I value the choices and opportunities we now have as women but, I still long for 1950′s family feel and am reminded to aim to be a better wife and mother when I see those vintage pieces placed throughout our home.

    I remember as a child, things always feeling simpler and time together more plentiful.  I knew my Mother would be there to put us to school in the morning, to greet us at the door when we’d come home for lunch, kiss us goodnight at bedtime, and would always treat us to home-cooked meals and baked goods.  We never wanted for anything and I don’t remember ever feeling like I needed more quality time with my family.  There was no having to wait until the weekend to spend real time together and we weren’t scheduled to death as I sometimes feel as an adult.
    Back then there seemed to be a lot of time spent together and as a working Mom I feel I miss out on a lot of those moments I was blessed with as a child.  While working I feel like I am always in a rush to be on time.  I wake up, stumble into my work clothes, grab my Pepsi for the rush hour drive into work only to realize I have forgotten my brownies for potluck lunch and also forgot to buy a present for my daughter’s friend’s birthday which is only 12 short hours away.  I have a parent-teacher meeting over lunch, rush back to work and as I walk through the doors I find out I have 4 new hires that we now need yesterday and then it hits me that my day has really just begun.  And I have to wake up tomorrow and do it all over again.  Before I know it the week is over – where does time go!
    I absolutely love the rush of a finding a good hire and the satisfaction I get from filling a hard to fill role at work.  I have the “perfect to me” boss and strive to be the best I can be in my role.  The work I enjoy but what I don’t enjoy is the rushing home from work to throw a meal together or order out because I am just too tired from working all day and rushing to get things squeezed in before Monday rolls around again.
    Working full-time is the choice I have made and I am happy with my choice but being at home the last 6 months has been a wonderful reminder for me to slow down and enjoy more moments with the ones I love.  Blocking out the world and spending quality time with my family was just the medicine I needed and for Day 7 I prescribed myself more.  Today, I did just that.Day Seven: Spend more quality time with family.


    I believe in being a leader without title and always strive to do better. I am inspired by doing kind acts for others and believe in the power of intention. I don't give up just because I am told something can't be done. I ask why and strive to do the impossible. Hardships happen to all of us (everyone has a story) but I choose to look for the rainbow through the storm. I rely on my husband for support - he is my hero. Education is power and I strive to always learn more. I aim to live each day as if it is my last and choose to show people how I like to be treated. I say what I feel and aim to have the people I encounter leave better than they came. I love my career and do it because it is my passion. Because time flies when you enjoy what you do, I slow time down by being present in each moment. I choose to live now with no regrets of "should have". I enjoy life and the people in it.

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