“Mama, are you going to take the pictures today?”
“No, buddy, I’m not the photographer.”
“Well, what are you going to do?”
My son has noticed that mommy’s been sad the last few days. I might be having a midlife crisis, brought on by the prospect of being unemployed around the holidays. Again. Or maybe I just don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.
Someone asked a question on FB the other day and it made me pause. It was “Are you making a living doing what you’re good at?” I don’t know. Do I want to continue to look for work along the same lines of what I’m doing now? Am I topped out at what I can do without some more schooling? WTF am I good at?
So I was honest with my son: “That’s a good question. I don’t really know, honey.”
And then this kid, who never fails to surprise me with what comes out of his mouth, said the most profound thing he could. And blew my mind.
“Why don’t you just be yourself?”
Out of the mouths of babes, no?