A continuing theme in Mom Lit is the search for self.  Or the maintenance of it.  Now doubt marriage and motherhood change you, as it should, but frankly, I don’t want it to change me THAT much.

The last couple of weeks I have a had more work, fun and hi jinx then the last couple of months.  All good.  All leading me back to smidge of the me I discovered back in The Greatest Decade, the ’90’s.” That I was the DaphMasterFlash.   What does that mean?  It means when I’m firing on all cylinders and things are coming together.   My creativity is on and I was improvising, hosting, producing ( whatever my job at that moment) really well.  It meant I when I use to set my cap for a guy and say, “you” and check please!  It meant travelling to other countries and having the best adventures.

My producer Brian on my Discovery Show “Perfect Partner” knew of my alter ego, greater self and use to exhort me to exhibit it when we were in the midst of shooting one of our 81 shows in the field for that series.

“DMF it, DMF it” he would say so I could bring our dog and pony show to an end and we could move on to the next set up.  Sometimes I would say, “I don’t have the DMF today.”  I think I haven’t had much of the DMF for a couple of years.   Or maybe it was put into a subtle survival mode.  Surviving selling my home while pregnant and losing most of our net worth.  Stuff like that.

So here is my little journey back to my  DMF.