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quote name='joliejacq' date='Jan 5 2009, 12:35 PM' post='258578']
Ladybugs,
Thanks for starting this awesome thread, and also wishing you much luck with your Welbutrin - I pray you will feel much better soon.
I think it's common for women to feel these things - even in the "old days," people talked about "empty nest syndrome." It seemed like such a benign phrase back then, when it wasn't us going through it, huh?
It really is a time of re-inventing ourselves. I liked Enough's point that even on days when we feel emotionally invigorated about getting out there and starting something new, we may not feel physically up to it. It feels a bit like spinning one's wheels, alternating between being too tired, or sore, or indifferent, to do much, or not being sure what the heck to do!
It helps to remind ourselves that we are human BEINGS, not human DOINGS. As Dawn pointed out, we spent years doing what needed to be done - can we call that a "purpose?" Most people eventually ask themselves these big questions - why are we here on Earth? What are we meant to do? Consider that although some people work hard in chosen careers for years, and love it all the way through, others do so while feeling they are not truly doing what they'd
like to do. Some people just kind of bumble along from thing to thing, and seem very happy!
Is there a "right" answer to what a purposeful life should be? I read a very good quote once that said something like, "Even someone who lives a very quiet life can enrich the lives of others in simple but essential ways." Something like that.
What if the purpose is to cherish what's already there? Like you, Ladybugs, I have a good husband, a nice home, in my case in a pretty wooded area. Might it be enough if we wrap our arms around what's here - truly grasp the beauty of it all, without any anxieties that we aren't "doing enough?" What if we just prepare a lovely meal, say a simple salad with lettuce leaves arranged just so, LOL. Is there something worthy in this? It can give a lot of visual and gustatorial pleasure, LOL.
There have throughout history been monastic types who enter cloistered places, and spend their days praying and fasting, and tending small vegetable gardens. Is this enough, in terms of purposeful living? MUST they be out chogging away at helping others in more deliberate ways?
I think we are members of a culture which encourages and rewards "certain kinds" of work. We are impressed with the chefs and the scientists and the college professors. The Mother Teresa's. Yet the woman down the street, who spends her morning engrossed in a good book, LOL. Isn't that a worthwhile thing? What is she learning, that she then brings to the world? If I take a job for the sake of "something to do" is this a worthwhile purpose? Or will I simply carry a feeling of emptiness there with me?
We must not minimize our own lives. Although peri-menopause has caused many of us to "spin our wheels," unsure of WHAT the heck we want, we remain essential members of our families and communities. I may not feel up to taking on a job, or a dedicated volunteer project, but I can smile at the mail-lady when she comes.

From a larger perspective, might that be a good purposeful thing to do?
Thanks for these opportunities to reflect and philosophize!
JJ
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I know what you are all talking about. I have many days like that. I quit my job in May after 10 years and have found that I do not enjoy all of my free time. I am looking for another job, but can't seem to shake my lonely feeling. I have a wonderful husband and my kids are grown also. I try to remain postive but some days are harder than others. Mondays seem to be one of the hardest when my husband goes out the door to work. It helps to get on this site and see other women have the same feelings I do. Then I don't feel so alone. Hopefully I will find a job soon. I understand about not knowing who we are anymore, we have been moms and wives so long that we really don't feel like us. Thanks for sharing your feelilng with the everyone. It helps.