Dear Nobody™,

Who am I? I know what I am- a mother, a wife, a daughter and sister. But those are roles. Important roles but not the whole of me. I poured my childhood into being the good daughter and sister, my young adulthood into being a good wife and mother. I know that I am everything to them. They need me, they depend on me. And yet... still, who am I? My children are growing- they have other friends now and they are becoming so wonderfully themselves. My parents are old and one day soon I will say goodbye to them, with sadness, but also with a sense of putting down what was never mine to carry. So when my arms are empty, my house is quiet and the phone stops ringing with voices asking me to fix their life, what will fill the space? What happens to the useful when they are no longer needed?
What comes next?