Today, I am just a number.
It has seemed like a family for a long time. However, in today's economic times, it has reverted to its lowest common denominator, and it has become the machine. And today, to the machine, I am just a number.
Fortunately, for me, even though the machine no longer feels like family, I still have a real family. Some came to me through the ties of blood. Some through the bonds of marriage. Some I created myself, who carry little bits of my DNA. And some of you who through accidental threads of friendship across the miles have woven themselves into an extended family that stretches from coast to coast and across borders.
So to those of you who have called, or sent words of encouragement, thank you. For family members from afar who call when they should be worried about their own troubles, thank you.
And for those of you who took the time to remind me today that regardless of what the numbers say, I'm still the best at what I do, thank you.
To the machine, I may be just a number.
But elsewhere, I am still the professional. the writer. The friend. The daughter. The mother.
I am The Wife