Cath's Blog: What's your status?

Cath's Blog: What's your status?: "Remember when facebook would always start [name] is… [name] is so broke that she had to eat her cereal with a fork to save on milk.[name] is..."

What's your status?

Remember when facebook would always start [name] is…

[name] is so broke that she had to eat her cereal with a fork to save on milk.

[name] is the guy who put the FUN in dysfunctional

[name] is joining the army. He hears it's a great way to meet people. Then kill them.

[name] is getting behind early so he can have plenty of time to catch up

Since the launch of facebook I’ve found myself becoming the Will Ferrel character in Stranger than Fiction.  I narrate every aspect of my life,  Cath is struggling to get up this morning.  Cath enjoys her Soya latte in the morning,  Cath is glad trains run every 3 minutes in London, Cath is enjoying the gym…   even when I don’t update my status online, I do it mentally every 2/3 minutes!  And yes, I continue to speak to myself in the 3^rd person.

This morning someone asked me to write a short biography on myself for some publicity.  I wrote the words Cath is… and stopped. What?! Hang on, let’s try again, Cath is… stop.  What? How was this happening?  I finish this sentence at least 10 times a day, why now am I struggling?

.. because the biog was not asking me what I was doing, how I was feeling, what I thought or what I had to eat that day, but asking me who I was.  Last year this sentence would have read ‘Cath is a PE teacher’, but since my change in job I wondered, who am I?  Am I a youth worker?   An intern?  A supply teacher?  Nope, none of these.  This thought for many people would freak them out, I know it did to me when I first gave up my job.  Who am I? What am I? What defines me now?

I’m glad that today, I can sit with a blank space after Cath is… and not worry, because the one thing I know is that Cath is a child of God.  God is my dad, he’s looking out for me, he is my security.  This leaves me free to be a teacher, cleaner, actor, caretaker, mother, friend, sister, slave! And it not change ME one little bit.

“Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God.” John 1:12