Well, I have done it. I have finally decided that I am going to work from home. I am going to make a full time living by doing what I love to do best...write.
For those of you who have read my other blogs, you know that I have struggled for the last couple of years with jobs and bosses and my own identity and desires. I am through with all of that. Finally, the realization has hit home that money is not everything. It does not matter if my paycheck is twice the size of any paycheck I have ever received....if I am not happy.
I have not been happy. I have not been happy for a very long time. In fact, I would probably go as far as saying that I have been miserable with my life for about the last six years...since my mother died. Now, don't get me wrong, I will never regret doing the things I had to do after she passed or taking the road that I had to take. But now it is time that I take my own road...one that will hopefully lead to the happiness that I have been unable to find for so long.
It is odd to look back at the person I was before her death and the person I am now and see the differences. Some of those differences are good, but I also see that a lot of them are not. That is not what I want in my life.
So this is the beginning. The beginning of my search for the happiness I lost so many years ago...