(And yes, I was hearing The Who in my head as I wrote that title!)
It occurred to me today that I have really - and I do mean really - found my identity! After spending so much of my life drifting back and forth, unsure of who I was or what I was supposed to be, I recognize myself when I look in the mirror now. That woman is a writer.
I didn't need a self-help book to tell me.
I didn't need some outside source to tell me.
I was here all along.
Yet isn't this one of the core questions of life? What am I doing here? What does life want of me? And, if you are a believer, what does God (or whomever your god is) want of me? Why was I put on Earth? If you are a non-believer, what caused this particular group of cells to decide to come together and be animated?
I finally know. I eat, sleep, live, and breathe writing. I create poetry when I see an unusual thing. I write this blog almost every day. I am constantly thinking about stories I'm working on. I am a writer by trade -- lucky enough to do what I love for a day job.
I'm a doggone lucky woman.
Besides...now I've got all of you!
So who are you? Or are you still looking for answers?
Peace - D