Post melancholy Here I am. After a wonderful holiday, went home with the temperatures still below freezing and snow everywhere, I really found myself in the dark forest where you no longer see the right way. It is typical for this time of year when winter does not want to go on forever and the strength to fight no more. We come every year in the wilderness, but this time the feeling of being in the oxen without even a path to follow is much stronger. Maybe it's age, and no doubt is the work that required a lot of satisfaction and ato little lately, for reasons I can not explain here.
I go home every night with the feeling of failure. What is the work I do? My work helps children to prepare for life? Finish this school with a backpack full of knowledge and experiences that will help them to have a good life? And this is really kind of life I should prepare them to have?
I myself work very hard, not hardly ever see my children, is a good example for those young people who need to create the world of tomorrow? And for my own children?
I know that I live in a country where I have all the conveniences of a modern world, and more. I have good prospects when it comes to work, I can live where I want to put their children in schools and I want, I can not afford more holidays of the year, two cars, big screen and who knows what else. But I also have the luxury to choose another. Work less, live in a smaller house, shift with the family, not having to go on holiday several times a year to survive ... I have lots of choices, but I can not figure out what I really want and I can not find balance in life. I wake up every morning with a sense of sadness and unwilling to do anything.
I'm sure that adults have periods like children, periods of curiosity of life, periods of peace and times of change we can not stop even if you will. When it's time for a change we can try to resist what we want but we can not stop the force within us even if we do not feel ready or bad. That's where I am ...
Luckily survived other periods as well. I learned to be patient. Sooner or later I know what I want and then I will have the strength to get there. I've learned to force myself to stop in the midst of this chaos in my head and enjoy the little things that are around me: the sun finally comes out of the clouds, the chirping of a bird that wakes me up in the morning, a little kiss from the small, half an hour of jogging, a dinner and discussion with laughter family.
Here is a picture from the party's birthday, baby, one of those beautiful moments of life ... But we really are so many!!