Got a screw loose? Don't we all?

A few weeks ago got myself into a situation where, erm.... I needed help. I felt so....broken and more than stupid. But the people who happened by and got me outta there were compassionate and never treated me like I was stupid. I said (probably too many times) "I'm sorry for wasting your time when there's more important stuff you probably need to do." But one of them stopped, turned and ever so kindly and softly said, "YOU are our only priority. YOU are all that is important." Well of course I sobbed. But to hear a complete stranger with all that they have probably seen and done say that little ole me was his only mission at this moment... A few days later, on just a piece of binder paper, I snail mailed a letter to their boss to say how I was treated, and they even let me give them a hug. I could not believe that I got a hand written note back from their boss telling me he was grateful a piece of advice he had given his staff was taken to heart and he thanked me for trusting them and for letting him know members of his staff had done well. I'm terrible at communication these days with my closest confidants, so I dunno what propelled me to do this. But this old lady sent an old fashioned letter and it was received well.

If anyone knows where my muse, motivation, energy level, or even an ounce of my creativity has gone, can you point me in the right direction? I know I SHOULD finish my half cooked stories and SHOULD be more active like I once was but I have lost the umph. When I had 3 kids in elementary school, a part time job, and a husband recovering from surgery, some how I had time and motivation for online and writing. But now with 3 college students who don't need me to do their laundry, drive them anywhere, school events.... They don't need me, they are self sufficient. and a husband who probably spends more time watching creative wood working projects, also doesn't need me as much What happened to ME?? Okay, well we do have 6 cats now -2 sets of foster failures Currently helping a neighbor out. Creativity has gone into silly lawn art and wood working. I want to write.... but just can't find all that stuff I need TO write. It's weird.