Who Am I? April 17, 2001

Who am I? What a difficult question to ask someone. There is so much to tell, and also so little. I am me, an individual, not to be confused or interpreted as someone else.
I am organized and sometimes anal. I get angry when people are inconsiderate and rude. Ignorance and jealousy are useless and painful to both you and me. You see, life's too short for too much pain. I see more and more with each passing day.
I try to learn and sometimes get distracted. Staying focused is something I must work at. Broadening my intellect is becoming more and more important these days. I am challenged by many new people in my life ,and they make me want to learn. I have been realizing how much there is out there waiting and yearning for us to discover it and figure out what it is all about.
I am shy and straight forward, and I can not tolerate a liar or a fake. The truth hurts sometimes but it is always better in the end. If you don't confess someday the truth will come out and the outcome will be much worse. I like to be an individual because it sets me outside this materialistic world that we live in. It helps me to be stronger and know where I stand.

Who Am I? Revisited, April 30, 2001

Who am I? This is such a difficult question. A question that one must sit back for a while and really think hard about.
I still have not figured it out, and I think about this all of the time. I am not sure at times who I am, I know and then things change and I don't know anymore.
I listen to the words that people tell me and it helps me to gain more wisdom and insight on who I am and what I am about, but I think that the answer to this question is ever changing. We know who we are all the time, but there are misrepresentations lingering in our heads. When we figure out the difference we will then know who we are and not what others perceive us to be.

Who Am I? Revisited, December 6, 2016

Who am I? I am a loving mother of two boys, who cares immensely about what they watch, what they eat, and their education. I am also an addict, I struggle with this disease on a daily. Somedays are good, some even great; floating on pink fluffy clouds and life couldn't get better, and then other days are horrific; gut renching, heart breaking, would send most people to their graves. I am also a fighter and will not give up on anything or anyone that I care about and love. Which brings me to my passion, which is being creative and turning ordinary trash (most call it) into something beautiful, that other people can fall in love with too. I am a lover of photography, enjoying the beauty of nature, people, and inanimate objects through a lens, silently capturing moments in time. I am a people watcher, deep thinker, spiritual being, who is constantly moving, always learning and creating. I am a sister, a daughter, and an aunt, who distances herself from her family because of my mess up. I am a problem solver, which is good because it is a tangled web of shit we weave.