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Who are you, Lyndee?
Who am I? It seems like such an easy question until you really think about it. It used to be so simple to rattle of a million answers to such a question, but all of a sudden, for the first time in my life, I am speechless. Who am I? I don’t even know anymore. To put it simply I am a wife and mother, but over the past 5 years, somewhere in the midst of picking out a wedding cake, buying a house and changing diapers I have forgotten about the woman I used to be. Until a few moments ago I forgot about the perfectly manicured nails I used to have, or the glossy highlights that used to adorn my hair to frame my face. I forgot about the spunky convertible camero I used to drive along the California Coast, I forgot about the quaint beach town I used to live in. I also forgot about how much time I used to spend with friends, and how I would have never let a week, let alone a year go by without calling a girlfriend just to say Hi. I used to be someone who knew where I was going in life with a million unstoppable hopes and dreams, and all of a sudden I’m on auto-pilot: going to work, picking up the kids, buying groceries. If I was on the outside looking in it would seem like I have such a depressing life- a life full of such promise, to only be stopped short by marriage and a family…but it’s not. Although I can’t think of a single thing that I am anymore besides a wife and a mother I realize it’s really all I need as my identity. It makes me whole and completes me. Without realizing it I have traded the late-nights at a bar for early nights to bed. I’ve replaced the wild pictures of me smiling into a camera while dancing on a table for pictures of my children playing in the park. I’ve given up the single lifestyle for a beautiful wedding ring that signifies my husband’s never-ending love for me. I’ve given up wearing a 2-piece bathing suit in public for a couple of stretch marks that I will forever be proud of because they were given to me by my babies.
Instead of me asking myself who I am, for the first time I’m going to stand up tall, hold my head up high and say, THIS IS WHO I AM: I am a wife and mother. Every day that I open my eyes is a day that I have been given to make this day better than the last. What I have realized is that although fun memories make me miss the days of my past, the love in my husband and children’s eyes make me so thankful that my life is what it is. SO who am I? I am the luckiest lady in the entire world.