Am I the only one who just doesn't seem to get life? I try so hard to figure it out. I'm one of those people who believe that everything happens for a reason, and that the reason will become apparent at some stage during one's life. But after 41 long years, I'm still as clueless as when my life began. I have NO idea what I'm on this Earth for, apart from being an awesome Mum to my teenage daughter (hopefully my daughter will agree). Other than that, I seem to be just existing. Panic began to set in about 10 years ago, when all of a sudden, time seemed to speed up. I couldn't catch my breath, or my thoughts and I've been trying to grab hold of every moment, thinking in my mind that maybe I could slow time down a tad. I've wished and prayed for time to be still but it keeps racing by like it's trying to outrun my own future. From my calculations, I'm probably close to halfway through my lifetime, 50% used, I have high hopes and expectations for my final 50%. I would like to have completed my studies at University and have certification in Forensic Psychology. That's my goal. I need goals, I need inspiration, I need faith and I need to find my reason for being here.
