Finding My "Thing"

I am suffering from writer's block...

I'm completely exhausted. I got less than 4 hours sleep last night. I went to bed too late, then got up in the wee hours of the morning to cheer on my husband in the Cherry Blossom 10-Mile Run in Washington, DC. Race time was 7:30 AM.

Smithsonian Castle on the National Mall,
Washington, DC - 8:45 AM EDT
Awaiting my 10-miler's return!

I love going to his races to support him. I love supporting my daughters as well in their sporting events and performances. But lately I have also been wondering, what is it that I do? 

Somewhere along the line I lost touch with who I am. Some of these feelings are typical for a woman my age {46.5}, but I know much of it too is the residue of depression. Over the years, as my soul slowly leached out of me, with it went hobbies and the things I enjoy doing. And as an alcoholic, these things became replaced with a garnet potion.

Now that I am sober, and on the mend - rediscovering life around me and rediscovering me - I find myself asking: What is my thing? What is it that I like doing? I did start blogging in the new year, and I like it a lot; but what else? I have limited free-time between work and school, but surely there is some activity that can add to my joy. Finding out is going to be my next mission!