“Angie, what are you doing? Why are you working so hard?” I asked myself as I glanced at the digital clock. My husband and I had been married for several years, and we did not yet have children. We wanted kids one day, but where would they fit? At the time, we both worked in news. We lived by our pagers and at times, we worked on opposite ends of the clock. He would get home from work as I was getting out of bed to start a new day.
The prospect of starting a family wasn’t the only reason I was questioning my path. I felt tired, uninspired and empty. I couldn’t shake the feeling I was somehow missing it. The point of my life. A life filled with energy and passion. I wondered what it would feel like if I removed the brick from my chest. How would it be--to feel free?