I am
I am a daughter, sweet and obedient, rebellious and stubborn.
I am brave and I am afraid.
I learn.
I am.
I am a teen, filled with angst and frustration, creativity and ideals.
I am filled with moral indignity and the need to spread my wings.
I learn.
I am.
I am a young wife, devoted and in love, disappointed and lonely.
Love should not hurt, love should strengthen.
I learn.
I am.
I am a mother, amazed and humbled, Changed forever and afraid
Enchanted and overcome with love.
I learn.
I am.
I am the sole provider, the teacher, the moral compass, the protector.
I am strict and careful, joyful and silly, and tired.
I learn.
I am.
I know love, true and strong. I know family, holidays and celebration.
I know illness, I know death, and I know loss.
I learn.
I am.
I know rebuilding life. I know finding strength when I am spent.
I know a child’s love. They need me, so,
I learn.
I am.
I am in my middle years, I find purpose for me.
I know the need to achieve, not for necessity,
But for satisfaction.
I learn.
I am
I am a grandmother, I am immortal
I see me in this little person.
She has my hair, she has my temper.
I learn.
I am.
I am brave; I set out for new adventures.
I learn new things, I meet new people.
I find love, real and strong.
I learn.
I am.
I am all the people I was before, I am still learning.
I thirst for knowledge; I hunger for what is unknown.
I learn.
I am.
I am sick, they tell me forever. I cannot be stopped,
Only slowed a little, from time to time.
I learn.
I am.
I am here to learn, to share, and to be.
I am here to learn
I am here to find out who
I am.
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