I wanted to ruminate today about who we think we are. I was reminded recently that most (maybe all) of what we believe ourselves to be are choices and we remain that as long as we continue to make that choice. That’s probably why I liked moving somewhere new because I was able to make new choices without the perceived burden of someone else’s expectations. I was free to make new choices and be something different.
There is a big difference between saying I am 44 years old and I am a vegetarian. The difference is one is a choice and the other describes how long I’ve been alive. I was reminded of this distinction from someone else’s blog, so I don’t want to just steal the idea whole cloth, but I’m hoping that writing about it will reinforce it in my own mind and generate some change in my mind.