My Question ~ What is that strange, eccentric entity called myself?
I am a daughter, a mother, a wife, a friend, a sister.
I am a broken doll, whose breakage has been patched together with spiritual glue you may know as God
I am an insomniac, a bipolar, a little girl, a grown woman
I am a writer, a photographer
I am someone who paints, draws, creates
I am beginning, not ending
I am a question, and maybe an answer, too
I am me ~ largely still a mystery.