Who Do I think I am??

A confronting question for this phase of my life. It started as "Who do you think I am?" and then Ruth suggested that I internalize that question which does make a lot more sense.

The thought comes up as people say, what do you do on Lady Elliot Island or they discuss my Caravan Park needs and I admit that I have a bed in the back of my car. I assume that I am dismissed, not given much respect or discounted as a worthwhile person all because my "station" in life has changed. No longer do I rely on a degree for my work, a partner for daily interaction, a grand house to call home or a certain future.

So, who do I think I am?  I think I am a conglomeration of all the people I have ever been and it won't stop here. I realise that one's "station" in life is not necessarily connected to who they are and is an imaginary place anyway.

I am a mother who poured her heart and soul into that task and is better for it. I am a friend that can add value to relationships (especially when I am not self absorbed, give me another month please). I am a daughter still grieving for the parents she never had and the parents she no longer has. I am a sister who waits patiently to be rediscovered.

I am an adventurer who sometimes needs a push to get on the road but often finds delight in discovering the unknown beautiful places the world has to offer. I am an intelligent, insightful and curious person that never stops learning and wants to give something back to the universe.  

I am a big hearted sometimes confused soul that searches for love and fulfilment. I am a hard working, stubborn idealist that always wants to believe that everything is going to turn out ok. And I am becoming me, every day, a little bit more like the person who I think I am.