Growing Pains

When it comes to want, we each have our own definitions. For some, want is more of a need. The want for food or shelter or love. Basic needs that are aligned with basic wants. For others, want is far more expansive; a new home, a better job, a more fit and trim body.  Want, in the most general of terms beyond the necessities of emotional and physical survival,  is indeed both a luxury and a burden. And today, I find myself uncomfortably comfortable in the in-between. While my basic needs are in tact, working my way up Maslow's hierarchy is a very strange and unsettling experience. I'm in the middle of an emotional growth spurt, but just as a young child's bones ache during physical growth, my emotions are wracked with strain. Simply put,  for the first time in  my adult life, I just don't know what I want. As a parent, it's easy to say what you want for your children.  Health, happiness, friendships, etc. But somewhere along the parenting road, it's easy to forget ourselves. It's easy to make our needs synonymous with the wants we have for our children. Somehow, we forget that we haven't stopped growing and in all truth, needing. It's time for me to grow, and I'm going to take my time, planting the right seeds that will nourish my soul's needs.