I have found myself trying to discover my ‘identity’. Who am I? What influences me? What is important? This is what I came up with:
I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister. I am Australian. I live on a small property outside of Canberra. I am a social worker….. I am ordinary.
Perhaps there are some things that make me slightly less ordinary: as a young person I spent a year as an exchange student in Italy and speak Italian; I have spent a bazillion years studying and have 4 degrees, most recently completing my Masters of Social Work. If someone asked me what my interests are I would have no idea what to say, I would probably say “I love my job” or “I have two small children” to cover my shame.
My little family has had some hard times. We have had the unfortunate experience of receiving the type of news that brings everything flying back into perspective and makes you take notice of the things that are most important, the type of news that reminds you to make the most of every second because life is short. My wonderful husband was given the devastating news that his brain tumour has returned in December 2013, after we thought we had it defeated, that it is now in a location that makes it hard to operate without causing permanent disablement. Whilst this can be a hard pill to swallow, we remain positive that it can be managed and contained and that he will go on to see our beautiful children grow up.
So my new mission is to live my life, try new things and find myself a hobby or something I love that can express who I really am.