I wonder who I would be if I were not someone’s wife, mother, sister, friend, employee?
Who am I, in the purest sense?
These were questions Eve asked herself one quiet morning as she sipped coffee from a mug with the words World’s Greatest Mom barely visible from the many cycles in the dishwasher.
She listened for an answer.
She heard the ticking of the clock on the mantel and the silent hum of the refrigerator.
With a heavy sigh, Eve went upstairs, and woke her children up for school.