I had a lot of free time today. I ate like the food supply was running out. I decided to listen to the little voice that told me to write.

This is what the voice told me-

Who am I?

I got thinking (I do that a lot) about who I am, besides the obvious physical attributes.

I am a male, son, father, brother, husband, grandfather, uncle, nephew. I am a friend. I am loving, kind, considerate, gentle. I am confused.

I look in a mirror to get to know that man that always stares back. He looks in my eyes and cuts into me like a knife. Blue eyes pierce through me.

So the question is "who am I" inside? I am a little boy in a grown man's body. I am stunted in my reality. Searching for the good. Longing to behold the greatness that is left behind.

Do my values and morals dictate who I am or who I want to be? I value life..all life...mine, yours and everyone's.

I am complex, yet simple. I am an explorer discovering the far reaches of my mind to see the "real" me.

I am dark and subtle. I am wrenched with confusion and despair. I am anger that is just below the surface waiting to explode, but deep inside. I am scared and alone. I am more than I can be. I am able to say "you know what? you are okay....not believing it though."

I am laden with the many struggles that I MAY face. I am carrying weights of unseen loads.

I am invisble. I am blind. I am serene. I am calm yet turmoil abounds.

I am funny. I am easily cast aside.

I am wondering if this is all true or is it a dream that lovers dream.

I am a gentleman.

But above all else I am me!

David