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After 20 years at home with my kids, I decided to reenter the work force. The last job I had had been 21 years ago and paid $53,000. I realized that I can only do jobs that I'm passionate about now that I'm 57.

Recently, I decided to reenter the traditional workforce after 20 years at home with my daughters — after having been a teen mom earlier in my life. This brief detour steered me in a u-turn-like fashion away from my true passion. Earlier this year, an opportunity popped up out of the blue.



It was part-time , in my administrative wheelhouse, and it would pay $20 per hour. When I called my adult son to share the news, he said, "That's great, as long as it doesn't interfere with your writing." For context, I left my last job as an executive assistant 21 years ago, where I made $53,000 annually.

This included a generous benefits package and a beautiful office where lunch was brought in daily. It was one of the best jobs I've ever had, and I've had a lot of jobs. I started working when I was 13 My enterprising, people-pleasing spirit emerged in early childhood.

By the time I was 13, I had parlayed cleaning skills learned from doing chores at home into extra jobs as a mother's helper . The neighborhood moms raved about me, and I craved their affirmation. Now I see clearly that, by taking this new job which was unlike anything I've ever done, I was satisfying an unhealthy part of myself that still feels the need to prove something and quiet still-whispering voices from the .

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