My Mothers Mess

I have thought about this a lot, especially over the last year. I can tell you what I am, I can tell you where I am. I can give you my name, age and  birth date, beyond that, I don’t know how to answer that question.

I am hoping that by letting myself be a little more vulnerable, and typing all this jumbled mess that’s in my mind and heart, that I can figure out (for myself) who exactly I am.