And then, not expecting it, you become middle-aged
No one notices you.
You achieve a wonderful freedom. Doris Lessing
Mother's Day brought this message home loud and clear: my nest is truly empty now. Admittedly I am a little east of middle aged. Even though I'm called ma'am everywhere I go (it must be the gray hairs sproinging out around my head like Elsa Lanchester's hairdo in Bride of Frankenstein), I feel the urging of a new freedom, if only I'd take a hold. Still, I've been reluctant to step out of my accustomed roles and enjoy my own identify precisely because it has been safer, more comfortable, cheaper, predictable to be Audrey & Erica's mom, Dave's wife, Madeline's sister but not be merely Mary Ann.
Sark's site offers some advice:
~~Surround yourself with inspiring souls.
~~Say NO when necessary. Say YES exuberantly and often.
~~Be your own best friend. What do you need today?
~~Release self judgment now.
~~Find some art supplies!
And so the journey continues!