Where am I?
i'm in the in-between.
Not quite here. Not there yet.
Alone? No, there are new bonds forming.
But the old ones ache and seem to weaken. Distance grows. Gets away from me.
Who am I?
Hm. First thought? mother, daughter, sister, aunt, wife.
Mother first. But not really. Maybe never.
My fingers are cramped holding on to old dreams. They don't want to let go.
Frozen? no. Calcified.
Break them and start over.
Wife first? Maybe.
Me first? Probably. But how?
Break her and start over.