Carrie Link

HAPPILY MARRIED

You may have noticed that in the "about me" section of my blog, it states that I am happily married. I must admit, when I first created my blog and answered the questions on my profile, I didn't mention my husband nor kids. Hmmm... Where are you Freud? I love my husband and kids beyond belief. I would lay down my life for any of them anytime, anywhere, for any reason. I am committed to my relationships with each, and to our family as a whole. However, they so do not define "me", that I failed to even think of them when telling the cyber world about myself. It was only after sending my husband the link to my blog that I realized I'd hurt him. He called. "Great blog - great writing. I noticed you didn't say you were married or had kids." I gave him some smart ass retort about trying to keep all my options open, but still, I felt ashamed of myself.

Should I be ashamed that after 20 years together, my husband is not what I think of when someone asks me about me? How about the two children that came from my loins? Aren't they worthy of mention? If not immediately, relatively soon after being introduced to someone new? I cannot imagine my life without them. My days, do indeed, revolve around them and their needs. Perhaps it is those revolving needs that occupy so much of my "right this minute" mind, that I push them aside when given the opportunity to think beyond the immediate.

Dr. Phil, with whom I have a love/hate relationship, says your home should be a soft place to land. Again, I love my home and the people in it. They are, as harsh as this sounds, not the best at creating soft landings. They are skilled, however, at creating material from which I cull into my writing, my real soft place to land. My own inner soul is my crash pad. What does that make me?