I was in my mid forties when I began to ask (or re-ask) the question, "What do I want to be when I grow up? What is my purpose in life?" Up until that time I had learned to take pride in my role as a full-time mom. Wise mentors helped me to see that being a mother is truly a high calling in God's eyes. I learned to hold my head up and say, "I work out of the home - I'm a full time mom!" I felt a sense of purpose and calling and direction.
Some days that calling was not so glamorous - like changing dirty diapers and washing load after load of laundry. I didn't earn any "Employee of the Month" awards for cleaning up puke, but I knew deep down inside that I was doing something important.
