"So What's Your Story?"

I have to say, today opened my eyes up to something, and it was quite sobering to say the least.  All this brought on by a simple question, which I could not find a real, deep down, honest answer for.

Earlier in the day my son and I went to a local business expo in our town that involved many different businesses within the surrounding area of which we live.  It was quite family-friendly, as they had a face painter, magician, a clown performing tricks, dancers, and various other performances/showcases for the amusement of the kids in attendance.  My son absolutely loved the face painter, who just so happens to be a parent of one of his cooking classmates.  A small world for sure!  Not only did I meet this woman, but many other business professionals, along with learning about various companies and their services within my local community.  It was a definite success of a morning all around.

Pirate EJ from earlier today!!!

One of the women I met was a local photographer who I previously "met" online via Facebook and her business page.  So through sporadic Facebook posts over the course of the past whoever-knows-how-many months, when I went up to her booth she recognized me from my many Facebook profile pics.  We then proceeded to formally introduce ourselves to each other and introduce our munchkins; I had EJ and she had one of her daughters, "Monkey #2" as she affectionately refers to her as.  It's funny how we "clicked" so quickly, too.  She then went on to ask me "So what's your story?"  For which I shrugged my shoulders and responded I didn't have one, I'm just me.  There really wasn't anything I could come up with.  This, of course, got me thinking the rest of the afternoon:  "Who Am I???"

For the past 4-1/2 years, I've been known as EJ's/Elias' (he goes by both names) mom.

For the past 9+ years, I was known as Ski's wife / Woz's wife.  Those are the 2 nicknames my ex went by with his friends and co-workers.  Of course now we can make that ex-wife. LOL

Before I stopped working due to my Multiple Sclerosis, I worked in the business world from the time I was 16 until the age of 37 as someone's assistant, administrative assistant, secretary, right-hand-person, etc.  

For the past 43-years I've been someone's daughter, granddaughter, sister, and niece.

Someone's cousin for 38 years and sister-in-law for 22 years.

I've been a woman with Multiple Sclerosis for the past (almost) 12-years.

When I get a chance, which is rare, I like to bake, create various birthday/anniversary/occasion cards, even dabble in point-and-shoot photography.  Oh, and we can't forget I'm a sporadic blogger!

Gluten-free cupcakes I made for my 43rd birthday!  I LOVE my pink!!!

Birthday card I made for my friend's daughter.

Smiling for his close up!!!!!!!!

But, still, that doesn't answer who I am, or what my story is.  It's like I'm missing a passion and a direction in my life, which upsets me more than words can say.  I'm a Pisces for crying-out-loud!!!  We're passionate people!!!  We're dreamers!!!  But with all these things I listed above and enjoy doing when I get the chance, there's still something missing; and I can't put my finger on it.  

When I started this blog around the time my ex moved out, I named it "Rediscovering Kristyn" in the hopes that I would find out who I am.  But as we can see by this post, that hasn't happened.  I'm so caught up in everything else going on around me and living my life in a reactive way, that I haven't been proactive in learning who and what I am about.  I'm 43-years old and still have no clue.  I have to admit, I find it quite disheartening to say the least.  Will I ever figure it out?  Will I ever have an answer to the question "So what's your story?"  

I guess that is the million dollar question.  But that leads me to one more question then...If I do figure it all out, do I get the million dollars?!?!?!!!!!  ROFL!!!

Wishing you peace, love, and happiness,

Kristyn