Who Am I?
What makes me special?
I should know.
I am the character of my story,
The one driving this narrative.
And yet – such a simple question,
Loaded.
Difficult.
In my youth,
I drew blanks –
Speechless.
Others would say
Something meaningful,
Something special.
And yet, I could not answer.
Now, after many years
Thinking, reflecting,
I can say –
I am Me.
I am a mother,
A wife,
A professional,
A survivor.
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