Losing my mother to cancer when I was only seven years old had a profound effect on my life in ways I never saw coming. Without her love and understanding, my self-esteem took a toll, and I often felt set apart from my friends. Determined to soften the hard edges of that reality, I spent my life learning to compensate—becoming a nurse and a caregiver while tucking my own needs away to hide the void. For 23 years, my marriage and my career took up all my mental capacity, leaving no room for my own interests. Now, at 57, the noise has finally settled. This is the story of my journey to fill that void, to reclaim the voice I silenced, and to finally discover the artist who was waiting for the space to bloom. I am no longer just compensating; I am finally becoming whole."