After the news from my doctor, I made my appointments and decided I was going to approach life a little differently. I wasn't a bad person, took care of myself, my family and enjoyed a great life. But I needed to make some changes and take a look at where my priorities landed.
My daughter was away at college, doing great and I am proud of what she is doing and the woman that she has become. Our little boy was doing fabulous at occupational therapy and at preschool. My Etsy shop was keeping me busy and I couldn't keep up with everything. But there were still some things I need to re-examine.
I could feel my depression returning, along with my lack of desire to create. I still needed to be a wife, a mother, volunteer in the preschool and finish up client projects, but I could see my interest in these things changing. It wasn't that I didn't care, it was that I didn't have the energy to care.
Turning 40 had never been something I worried about, it was just a fact of "growing-up" and one that I welcomed. My lack of interest had everything to do with my life being turned upside down in a way I hadn't planned on. I needed order and a schedule - life was turning upside down and I couldn't control any of the outcomes. I had experienced periods of depression before, but this was a new sense of feeling in a funk.
I was on the Auction team for the preschool and spent so much time working on decorations, donations and had numerous client needs going on at the same time. My friends were all spread out, some at the school and some local, but it didn't really matter - my time was crazy and my schedule was crazier.