Housewife Swimming For Shore

I keep having this recurring dream. I am in the middle of the North Sea, it is night time, and all around me is pitch-black. The water is freezing, and there is only the sound of the sea. I am treading water, but the sea keeps pulling me under, I am sinking.

I wait for someone to come and rescue me, but I do not hear the sound of the search and rescue copter, or the coastguard's vessel. They will come soon, I say to myself, someone must know where I am. Still I wait, fighting the waves as they attempt to take me with them. Still, there is no-one to save me. I am exhausted, and the cold water has taken its toll on my strength. I realise that no-one is coming to save to me, and that the only person who can save me from drowing is me. Slowly, I start to make my way through the black icy-cold sea twards dry land.

Of course, when you think about it, that the only person who can save you is yourself. It is blindly obvious.But all too often, I fail to see what is staring me in the face. I am an amazing woman (although not as amazing as Rosiegirl, but that is something I aspire to!), I am intelligent, funny, sexy, generous, caring and a damn good cook. I am a devoted and loving mother, daughter,sister and friend. But sometimes all that is just obvious, and it is easy not to see it because i am wallowing in self-pity and self-doubt, and again, the obvious blinds me. I do not mind the self-pity and doubt from time to time, it proves that I am human, cut me open and you will see that I am of flesh and blood, not ice.

I need to open my eyes more, and look at what I am and what I ahve in my life. I am so damned lucky, and because that is obvious, I am sometimes blinded by it.

Its sink or swim time, Housewife, and the only person who can save you is you. Better start swimming for dry land, girl.