Who am I? I sit in my room and ponder the thought. Well, I am a woman. That narrows it down to about half of the world's population... I am 5', blonde, and have blue eyes. Looking in the mirror, I decide that I have a cherubic face with freckles. I have large breasts for my size, a small waist, and decent sized hips. I am very pale. This is the physical description of me, someone who can hide in a crowd just because everyone else is taller than me (nobody can see me).

The physical side of things isn't the only way that people see me though. I have a quirky personality that people seem to remember, though for the life of me I can't remember who half of the other people are. I have many acquaintances, but few friends. Those that I do call friends will lose contact with me if I move, or at least they always have up to now, but I enjoy them while I have them.

They say that everybody is shaped by their experiences. Mine have been interesting so far, I am the daughter of a full time minister. I lived in 7 different states growing up for various reasons, and I joined the military at the age of 18. I don't remember most of my childhood, but because it made me who I am, I wouldn't replace it for the world.

I met the man who is my love in Tech School (where the Air Force trains their new recruits for their jobs) and will be marrying him soon. I feel that I know so much, but there is one question that always gets to me: Who are you?

I've heard authors say that if you don't know all aspect of your character, you won't be able to write a good story. Does that mean that if I don't know all aspects of myself that I won't be able to live a good life? No! I believe that knowing all aspects of anybody means that you won't have the ability to develop your character further. Knowing everything about yourself means that you won't have room to grow.

I guess that the question isn't who am I, but who shall I become?

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