“I am not defined by my [fill in the blank]!”
It’s a lovely, empowering, and dare I say it – inspirational saying. THIS does not define me! I am so much more than THIS!
Everything that has happened in my life up to this very moment has had a hand in creating me, defining me, refining me. All those things are in me, are a part of me, and explains why I am the person I am right now. I have been shaped by them, they have crept into my DNA, and sometimes have an unspoken vote in what I do – or at least, why I do things.
I am not defined by motherhood, and yet, I embrace the title of Mom wholeheartedly. I am not defined by Maura’s special needs, but it is part of my daily life, something I make even the smallest of decisions based upon.. I am not defined by my skin condition, but my psoriasis and I have lived with each other for my entire life. I am not defined by the little 12 year old girl I was, who was snubbed by an entire 7th grade class of girls at the same time my parents were separating – but I would be a liar if I said it didn’t affect me and change me. I am not defined by my anxiety, but I am smart enough to admit that sometimes it controls me. I am not defined by my artistic side, but it is part of my DNA and to deny it would be like denying my right hand. I am not defined by my blog, but it is my truths as I see it at the time.
I am not defined by these things, and yet, they are part of my definition. They have all played a part in my refining process, and molded me into the person I am right now.
My definition will be added to as my life goes on, I can embrace that fact.
I am defined by motherhood.
I am defined by Maura’s special needs.
I am defined by my psoriasis.
I am defined by past hurts and traumas.
I am defined by anxiety.
I am defined by music and art.
I am defined by writing.
They make me Me, and I accept them all in my definition.