Yesterday, something happened to me (well really my family) that made me question my place here (Southern California).  I believe that everything happens for a reason, but sometimes an event can throw you for a loop.  I was just commenting to a friend the other day about how overwhelmed I feel to “do it all” (with respect to being a mom and wife) and “buy/participate/register” for every race out there.  I am bombarded by all that people do and have and yadda, yadda, yadda.  I told her that maybe I need to be removed from the situation so that I can just step back and not feel the pressure of it all.  The event made me question what’s really important.  Is it time to move on?  Is it time to rethink what I previously thought made me “the happiest person on Earth”?  Happiness does not come from what can be bought, and I wish that everyone could understand that.  We need to learn how to be content with family and friendships, our good health and our ability to exercise.  Some people aren’t as lucky as us, and I don’t think that many people realize that.  Society bombards us and tells us that we need to have more, need to work harder, we need to multitask, we need to have better, bigger, faster, we’re not doing enough, we’re doing too little.  It’s exhausting.  I’m ready for something simpler.  I wish that everything could be taken down a notch, for everyone’s sake.

Serendipity: a “happy accident” or “pleasant surprise”; specifically, the accident of finding something good or useful while not specifically searching for it.

I’m not saying that what happened was a “happy accident” by any means, nor was it a “pleasant surprise”.  It was quite the opposite actually.  I’m just wondering if the event was enough to kick me in the seat of the pants as if to say “okay, it’s time to move on…… this is your sign…. we realize that you are no longer happy here and nor will you continue to be.  Follow us, we have something better in mind”….. I can’t wait to see the outcome.  Everything happens for a reason.