I love this poem by one of our WomenBloomers, Olive Sullivan.  I can totally relate to her words about once defining myself through who and what I wasn’t.  And, don't all of us identify with different music at different times of our lives?  But, true to the experience Olive describes, somewhere in midlife I finally have a better handle on who and what I am.  Much more comfortable, not to mention positive, don’t you think?

Not finished, like you I’m still becoming, but I’m well into “I am” territory.