Who Are You After Your Children Grow Up?

What becomes of this woman or person who built their kingdom around the role they naturally embodied with their children? Who are they in the absence of their offspring that are now off to become independent sovereignties all of their own. What will happen to the person who is no longer needed for every day things that once gave them meaning and value? Where is that person now who once had the natural skill set to pull off fundraising and social activities that they volunteered for, having natural business minded abilities driven and focused within the home and school? Are you ready to TRANSFORM yourself for the next phase of your life?

I smell fall all around me waking the witch inside………

its that time of year again..when mothers rally in thousands, millions probably celebrating their kids returning back to school after a long summer break..my facebook thread this morning was bombarded with photos of first day pictures of their beautiful children returning to the educational institute for higher learning..i still have one more week to go before IContinue reading “I smell fall all around me waking the witch inside………”

THE MOTHERS DAY SHAFT..

so mothers day started off interesting to say the least..it all went down with a phone call from my teenage daughter not really wishing me a happy mothers day BUT instead asking me if at around 430 (we were picking them up at 130 from her dads) she could go with her father instead to his mothers day family BBQ..how ya like them apples.. my immediate response of rightful disappointment to her question was retaliated with the quicknessContinue reading “THE MOTHERS DAY SHAFT..”

the last time i got to hug my daughter shezaf

I’ve realized there are going to be some hard days with being a mom to a child abroad..you just want an opportunity to hug them and hold them in your arms, sometimes just because and other times because there is nothing like that of being their beloved mother..the last time I got to hug my daughter Shezaf was back in December when weContinue reading “the last time i got to hug my daughter shezaf”