I never know just what to say. I am told we are not defined by what we do but who we are. Exactly who are we if not what we do or is that the whole point? Let’s start with I am 37 (as of this writing), a mother of three, an aspiring writer who needs to not let fear ruin that dream, and, ultimately, an optimist. I constantly re-evaluate my life, its direction, and how I am going to make it what I want it to be - not what it is or should be by someone else’s definition.
