Who am I, really?

The words, titles and the roles we have and play, are just pointers to something that is bigger than what I have words for. Who I really am. Who I am being.

The human in me, being a human being, is the part where we have different roles. I am a mother, a woman, a gardener, a good friend. The being is bigger and goes beyond words.

Even if I take away the pieces that build up to me as a human being,