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There comes a time in the transcendence of the journey where one reverts to the basic of who they are.

You have been someone’s daughter… someone’s wife... someone’s mother…all roles you have learned to play.

As they are stripped away to the solitude of self all the walls and structures break way… parents pass…children love but no longer need you (as it should be and as it was for you as well) you face a void. You are now the keeper of the memories and traditions. They are written on your psyche.

Your children hold up the mirror of your truth.

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