Who is the Person in the Mirror

Have you ever ask yourself this question, "Who am I”? Am I the young girl of 2 that was heart broken, when her dad scolded her for crossing the road alone. Am I the 20 year old giving birth to her first child. Maybe I am the 50 year old getting married once again, this time to my true soulmate. Or am I the old woman looking back at myself in the mirror this morning?

My Future Self

I am all of those things, yet I am none of those things. I have a different body than I had twenty, ten, or even one year ago. Something more important than that is I have different desires, the things I feel are important are different. I like to feel that I have evolved. To develop gradually, especially from a simple to a more complex form, is the definition of evolve. Yes, I feel I am more complex than I was when I was twenty. So, the question remains, “who am I”? My body is different, my thoughts and beliefs are different, emotional, I am different.

Sometimes I think, where did I go. But yet, I am here.

The mask I wear

I am more than I see in the mirror, I am more than the mask I show to the world. Yet, the question remains, “Who am I’?

““The artist’s job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.”
― Woody Allen,”