I became a full-time stay-at-home mom 15 years ago on my husband’s birthday. I wanted to mark that significant day on a day I wouldn’t forget. March 6th is now a day of double celebration for my family.
For so long the ambition of my life was to get respect and recognition.
My observation of full-time motherhood was that it was rife with disrespect and sadness. Obviously I wanted none of that. So I had my own business, attended graduate school, practiced writing M.Ed. at the end of my name.
Individually these things are not wrong. But ultimately they were not what the Lord had for me.
On March 6, 1998, I started working for a new boss. I no longer served myself. A cataclysmic shift occurred in my heart.
God wanted me home.
When I made that decision, priorities changed. My three olive shoots no longer attended day care or after school programs, they returned home to me. The significance sought outside in the world, was comfortably discovered within. Parts of me I had long denied began to blossom.
Within my home
Within my soul
There are times when I don’t always feel appreciated but I felt that way in the business world as well. This is where I belong. Home.
Pleasure and fulfillment rest with my decision, something I will never regret.