I am a child of God, a wife, a mom and an occupational therapist – in this order. In the not so distant past, if you would have asked, my reply would have been that I am an Occupational Therapist. That would have been the first thing out of my mouth and more than likely, the only think out of my mouth, until I realized that you were looking, waiting for the “what else” and then I would have also quickly added that I was a mom of three and a wife. Thus the reason for my blog.
I realized that my “work” identity was really my only identity. I am really so much more than that but I was letting work interfere with what God wanted for me and my life. I had been feeling a little restless. I had been feeling stuck. I prayed and I prayed for this discontentment to go away. I prayed for God to help me find peace where I was. The problem was that I really was not unhappy and while I referred to my feelings as discontentment, I don’t really think that I was discontent with my job, more over, maybe just discontent about my life. There was this uneasiness that I experienced when not working. My job was hard, but I enjoyed it. The 18 months prior to me leaving were the toughest and the most rewarding months of my entire career, but I realized that I had sacrificed my family to that job and sometimes, even sacrificed my Faith and I think this made me uneasy.
The Bible says that we shall not worship false idols, but everyday I made sacrificial offerings to my job. Those offerings came in the way of 60 hour work weeks, missed family functions, and missed church functions. I gave everything I had to my job. I tried to pull back. I tried to reign in. Honestly, I really did try. I would do good for one or two days and then I would be sitting at my dining room at 11:00 pm still working. I knew the only way to change was to leave.
This was not an easy decision. There was lots of prayer involved as well as the support of my husband. There were quite a few tears also involved. I took my identity and I ripped it off. So here I stand today, stripped of who I was, working on creating a new identity for myself. This blog is my story. My story of how I recreated myself from an Occupational Therapist to a child of God, wife, mom and occupational therapist.