What’s missing?

It is a cloudy day, raining coming and going. Silence. I’m in the living room looking through the window, trying to find words, organizing my thoughts. 

I baked a cake and read a few pages. My thoughts are coming and going as the rain. I don’t have stillness; I need someone, something.

I open my laptop, my blog, and jump to the reader. Sadje’s question pops up: Is anything missing from your life? 

Myself! 

I don’t have doubts, my answer is: I miss myself. 

I miss the years which went by so fast, I miss the opportunities I didn’t take, I miss the time I could have spent close to the people I loved, I miss the past. I got lost on the journey. I miss myself, the true-self who is masked by a pretense of being a daughter, wife, mother, employee …, many layers hiding myself. 

Who am I when I’m disrobed of all the titles above? 



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17 thoughts on “What’s missing?

  1. So often we put other things and people before ourselves and lose our identity. For me, it was overwhelming and I went to pieces. But I had the chance to rebuild my life and I am content with who I am and what I have. It took time though. Listen to yourself Elizabeth and you will find your way.

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  2. It’s very moving Elizabeth- your honest feelings are quite relatable. Many feel that way when the busyness of life takes over. I hope you reconnect with your inner self. Thanks for sharing

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  3. Life is always a work in progress, and we can’t separate ourselves from the parts we play in the world, but that is okay. If we had taken those missed opportunities, we’d still be wondering what else we could have done instead. When I have those feelings of wanting myself back, I look more closely at what self that would be, and there’s never a clear answer.

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  4. You can’t be disrobed, you really are a mother, a wife and daughter, an employee. Who are you? You’re a multi-faceted human being made up of all the things that have gone before, and are still to come. Be proud! 😘

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