I once knew where I stood in life.
I was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister, bound by tradition, duty and culture.
A homemaker, a puerto rican, a new yorker, a student, a boricua
All labels I felt very comfortable with.
Each day brought a sure knowledge of where I was headed.
To success American style, a ranch style home, two kids and a garage in the suburbs.
Each action, I thought, brought me to goals that made sense to my tradition, duty and culture.
In one mind-numbing summer that all ended.
Who was I? Where was I headed? Why was I going there anyway?
Now I search for the self that I thought I knew so well.
The search is now the goal.
I haven’t forgetten my traditions, duty and culture.
They will always be a part of me.
But not the main part, just the background.
©2021. Virginia Robles-Villalba aka Virginia Rosario
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