What Defines Me?

I was just discovering my true self when I met The Hubster. It wasn't his fault, but I threw myself into being a great wife, cook and housekeeper. When my daughters came along, I simply wanted make their lives as happy as possible. Somewhere along the way, I forgot to find out exactly who I was, and I have only recently gotten back on track.

The years between have been a lot of fun, and I've learned a lot of important stuff, like what I am not.

I am an office manager, but that does not define my talents.
I am married to The Hubster, but that does not define my identity.
I am the mother of two children, but that does not define my life.
I am a member of a Baptist church, but that does not define my faith.
I am a breast cancer patient, but that does not define my personality.

What defines me? Am I someone's employee, someone's wife, someone's mother, some church's member, someone's patient? Yes, I am those things, but those things do not define who I am. Don't think that anyone took my individuality away from me by force. I let myself go, by degrees, not all at once. Only in the rearview mirror, can I see clearly.

When I took time to uncover who I really was, what my real persona was, then I fully became my own individual. It takes effort to get to know oneself. I spent time writing, blogging, studying the Bible, talking to trusted mentors, and asking God to reveal it to me. My Heavenly Father showed me His promises:

I am created in the image of God. (Genesis 1:26-27)
I am the temple of the living God. (I Corinthians 3:16)
I am a new creature in God. (II Corinthians 5:17)
I am a child of God by faith in Jesus Christ. (Galatians 3:26-28)
I am an heir of God through Christ. (Galatians 4:4-7)

The time spent getting to know myself has been important work.This process took effort; it didn't come easy. I KNOW who God created me to be. I may not be everyone's cup of tea, and that's alright by me. Because I invested in me, I am at peace. 

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Female in Motion Health Update: My white blood cell count is up (16.1) and my red blood cell count is down (3.39), so on Christmas Eve, I began wearing surgical masks in public, to avoid an infection, on my oncologist's advice. It's a good thing I did, because virtually everyone in Ark City has a stomach virus. Even The Hubster has come down with an awful cold, so we are masking at home, too. I have two more doses of chemotherapy, on January 7 and 28. Then, I will rest for a few weeks before starting six weeks of radiation. Hopefully, my bloodwork will improve. Another concern is an increase in overall fatigue. I just don't seem to have the energy I did at the beginning of treatment. No surprise there. Please keep my continued good health in your prayers. Thanks!

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Female in Motion Exercise Update: Exercise? What's that? I haven't had enough energy and stamina to keep my shoes tied, much less walk on the treadmill for 30 minutes a day. Hope this goes away quickly!

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Notable Quote:

"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think."--Christopher Robin to Winnie the Pooh

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