So who am I?

For years and years I've been "the Boys & Girls Club Lady" or "a branch executive" or hell, I've been an employee.

And that got me where?????  

It got me a few boxes of my stuff.  Not all, just some.

It got me to cry myself asleep.   To be angry and hateful and disposable.

I look at all my social media sites, including this blog, and I always refer to myself as a branch executive.  First.

Not a daughter, sister, surrogate mother, best friend or auntie.

So now, I need to think about who I am.   Who I want to be.

What I want to be known for.   What I stand for.

What do I want to be now that I've grown up?

And where do I want to go?  What do I want to see?  

I have lots to think about.    I'll take my time.