I was recently describing to someone close to me how blessed I am to have such a wonderful life when they commented on the fact that I was frowning and my brows were furled. That's interesting, I thought. My face contradicts my words. All the nonverbal communication theory I'd learned while getting my undergraduate degree came rushing at me like a tidal wave. Actions speak louder than words. Though momentarily rattled, I dove back into the comfort of my blurred life and didn't give the exchange another thought. A few days later that same person actually delivered to my doorstep a copy of Jesus Calling by Sarah Young which she obtained specifically for me with the help of another close mutual friend. The book is a daily devotional dedicated to cultivating the presence of Jesus Christ in one's life. She hugged me and said she hoped the book would help. I was touched. I was stunned. They think I'm losing it, I thought. It took me over a week to find the time to open its pages and start digesting its contents bit by bit. That was also the day I had a seemingly casual conversation with my dental hygienist (tools in my mouth never stopped me from talking!). We were discussing our mutual goal to get our daughters to select their vocation based upon what they loved rather than what they thought was sensible, or likely to get them a good job, or expected of them by those they wanted to please. Wow! Heady stuff. My hygienist and I acknowledged the fact this was not exactly a popular position. After all, didn't most college kids change majors two to five times? Don't most adults change career paths seven to eight times? I was astounded that I had those statistics memorized. America's got a full blown identity crisis! We also chuckled at the irony that we were both in the throes of middle age and had absolutely no idea who we were. We hoped our encouragement would get our daughters the enlightenment they deserved now instead of thirty years from now. Ouch! As I pondered these exchanges, I realized that I was indeed in a personal state of crisis. Oh, I covered it up well and even looked normal to most people on a day to day basis. But make no mistake, I have a lot of work to do! And I'd bet that a lot of other middle agers out there like me are in need of solutions because they are on the brink of falling apart too. This blog is not created to whine and complain. It's dedicated to helping others (and myself) find solutions to the confusion of our complicated adult lives and most of all, to help us find happiness in ourselves and in our lives. I will attempt to blog daily with my findings during this precarious journey. And in closing, I am reminded and inspired by the phrases of Robert Frost's poem The Road Less Traveled which I memorized in high school: "Two roads diverged in the wood, and I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference." May my daily writings and ramblings make a difference in your life. They already are rocking my world! Best to you, Lauren
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Finding Me (the Big Reveal)
I'm Lauren Dayton - a 48 year old happily married stay at home mom who writes music and lives on 12 wooded acres in rural Michigan.
I have a law degree but haven't practiced full time since having my first child 16 1/2 years ago. I spend a lot of time as a secretary, chauffeur, house cleaner and counselor to my family but never once have I regretted leaving my intense litigation career. Still, there have been signs that all is not well with me.
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Oh my gosh woman.... You hit the nail on the head! I have been so busy with everything with Pat I have been questioning myself about who the real me is! You couldn't have said everything more perfectly. Please keep blogging....
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Marga
Nice post Lauren -- you did indeed hit a nerve. Except for one bit -- you've always struck me as one of the happiest people I know. I have never seen you frowning and with brows furled.
ReplyDeleteAt any rate, may God bless you, your loved ones and the people who read your blog. -- Laura Brestovansky
I look forward to this journey with you. I have traveled across the counrty for my husband and I feel like I am no one and no where. Andy
ReplyDeleteAndy, I get that feeling too. It's easy to get lost in another's life when you have a good part of your life invested in them. I hope you get something good from my writing.
ReplyDeleteLauren,
ReplyDeleteI like your writing. IT's very smooth and flowing and keeps me engaged. Keep it up and I will keep reading.
Andrew
Lauren,
ReplyDeleteLove the blog, and will keep up on your adventure on finding yourself. Seems we get so caught up on the day to day rigors of life, then time passes by and we lose some of our self identities. Mine was, there has to be something more than the day to day grind of work and everything else. Thats why i just walked away, packed my bags and moved to New Zealand. Fortunately, i'm single and have no children to put through this new adventure. It's scary, but i'm confident of my self being, that now i see through different eyes and family is the most important thing. I just need to stay here awhile for my own personal growth. I'm just glad the internet makes it free to talk to my parents whenever i miss them.
We get SO busy that we don't take enough time to look inside and see who we're doing. I'm glad you're taking the time, Jeff, to check in. I've need to do that for so long!
ReplyDeleteHA! And I need to proof read my posts!
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