Someone approached me yesterday and asked if I was an MS person. They were referring to muscular sclerosis. It took me back a bit because in my head I was thinking, "no," and considered a matching reply of, "I am an MD person," but immediately knew,"I'm not that either."
Who am I? I am a person experiencing muscular dystrophy. I am a person also experiencing life as a woman, mother, daughter, friend, sister, author, teacher, hungry or not hungry, skinny or not and the list goes on. These are all experiences. They are not who I am. How do I know this? Because if I take all those things away, I am still Me.
Who are you really?
Who are you if you strip away all the labels, roles and expectations?
You are an amazing, powerful, loving being. Perfect, just as you are.