I just want to share what is on my mind right now because I am betting that there are other people out there that totally feel what I am feeling right now. It is not a new feeling either. It is one that I have had for…years.
You see, I am on a journey right now to be a work at home stay at home wife and mom. It’s one of the deepest desires in me and one I am happy to say I am walking out. One step at a time. When our kids were babies and toddlers I worked at home doing medical transcription for 7 years and then, that season ended.
That is when I went out into the world and started working outside the home full time in my degree field of hospitality because it was a season of life where I needed to take a job outside the home to help with finances. That was 2012. Four years ago. Working outside the home, though I am very thankful for the opportunities and skills I learned while doing so (and there was a reason I was to go through that little season), it has taken a piece of me away and has left me feeling a bit empty and down, just not myself. It is just not where I was built/meant to be. And I know it for sure now.
So after a lot of prayer and reading and more reading and prayer and talking with family and researching about what I would do working at home, and something that fit my natural gifts and talents and here is what I found:
- Administrative work (Virtual Assistant)
- Helping Others in it all
When I first came into that season I thought it would be short term. Really short term. But I really did not have a solid plan on how I was going to make the transition back to working at home again. I kind of floundered around in actions (not really any) all the while knowing deep in my heart and mind that I was going to be home again. It wasn’t until two years into working outside the home I decided to start putting some action behind my desire to be home.
I started finding side work doing transcription (not just medical but general too, that’s for another post), I started seeking for a name for the blog I was going to write on and grow, and got that far. Then stalled again for a year or so. Fear of messing up, fear of not knowing the next step, fear of what direction to go in, it stalled me.
But here I am, ready to share my journey with you about my journey to be home again. Pray for me if you feel so led, I would love and covet your prayers.