Who am I, you ask?
I am made from all the people I’ve encountered and all the things I have experienced. Inside, I hold the laughter of my friends, the arguments with my parents, the chattering of young children, and the warmth from kind strangers. Inside, there are stitching from cracked hearts, bitter words from heated arguments, music that gets me through and emotions I cannot convey. I am made from all these people and moments.
That is who I am.
~ Ming D. Liu
This quote is so striking, so true, not only for me, but for many of us.
I am indeed made up of all those moments and more. I have always said and still say that in life we first have to go through one thing before we can handle the next. Sometimes there are days between the one thing and the next, sometimes it’s years. My life was not always easy (understatement), but I never stop to think how hard it was, but try to see the beauty if today and future’s brightness beckoning me. I don’t always succeed, but I always try.
I rarely show my face on my blog and in the past when I did, it was only part of my face. This is the first time I have shown my face ‘full frontal’, and yes, I know the umbrella obscures some of it. Maybe one day I will be brave enough to show all of it. And maybe I won’t…
© Rebel’s Notes