Today I was me. No expectations, no needs or conversations. For the first time in a very, very long time, I was just me. I wasn’t mom, or wife, sister or daughter, friend or teacher. I was anonymous. Just a stranger that happened to walk down the sidewalks she has been hundreds of times before. It felt liberating. No deadlines or time constraints. I was able to admire the skyline without having to tell anyone. I didn’t have to hear my own voice. The sun soaked into my skin as I walked and my eyes saw vibrant colors like it was the first time. I couldn’t keep from smiling as I realized how fulfilling it was to just be.
Today I was rejuvenated. I realized who I was. I thought about my children and how their lives don’t have to revolve around me. I realized that there are other people in this world that love them, just as much as I do, and that was good. I realized they will grow up and I won’t be defined by them anymore. Today I realized I was me.
Today I was me. I was a mother to my children, a wife to my husband, a daughter to my mother and a friend to those who choose to share my life. Today I was rejuvenated. Today I was me.
(I jotted this down a couple of weeks ago after everyone left and I was truly alone for the first time in over 11 years. I just wanted to share this experience, thanks for reading.)