Who Am I?

It's been a bit since the last time I wrote on here.  I suppose I ought to say something.  I hear a train...and I see it too.  In a way I've come to enjoy seeing and hearing those trains as they run through town.  I don't have anything special or philosophical to say about it.  Just that.  That's it.

It's interesting to hear stories about my grandparents.  I spent most of my life growing up miles away from them, so I've learned to appreciate what they tell me about themselves because it tells me about myself.  Sometimes I wonder who I am and I don't even know any more.  Listening to my Grandmother talk about her husband, I begin to understand who I am.  Or at least I think I do.  I hear about things that I would have done and said possibly, in similar situations.  I begin to understand why I do and react in some of the ways I do to things.  I can't help but wonder if I've missed some essential part of growing up, and that has somehow made me the unsure individual I am today.

Don't misunderstand me.  I'm not at all faulting my parents for how I was raised.  They were just young adults like I am now forging their way in life.  Making decisions as they went based on the situations they were in.  As I look back on it all, sure, they weren't perfect, but parents rarely are.  I'm not sure I would have had them any other way.  They did what they felt was the right things to do and for that I greatly appreciate them.  I hope that my children can see what I am doing now in the same way some day.

Who am I?  I'm still not really sure I know.  Does it matter?  I suppose not, in the grand scheme of things.  When my time comes and I return to the dirt that I was created out of or am called out of this world to a better existence, all that I am and could be here will be water under the bridge.  Regardless, it would be nice to have someone that could help me find myself.  Until that time, I'll remain a wanderer through this life, reacting to what must be reacted to and making my decisions as required based on the knowledge and wisdom I've been granted.


May the road rise up to meet you, 
May the wind be at your back, 
May the sun shine warm upon your face, 
May the rain fall soft upon your fields, 
And until we meet again, 
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.