As I Am

Who Am I?

"Who am I anyway?
Am I my resume?
That's a picture of a person I don't know."

-A chorus line-

As I looked at my graduation picture I thought; "That's a picture of a person I don't know."

Those word leaped to mind as I flipped through the pages of my Year Book this past week. It's been thirty plus years since I graduated from Orem High, even though I still feel like I am a teenager, (love to listen to alternative music i.e. Green Day and Dashboard Confidential), I realize I am not the same person I was in High School, I much more liberal in my ideas, sadly not as optimistic as I was then, but yet I still try to live for the moment, I am still shy in a crowd, I have but few friends, I still make people laugh to reflect my dyslexia. I think most of all even though I thought I knew who I was, I was hiding in plain sight, afraid that people would find out the really me.


The past thirty years have been filled with adventures, tragedy, love, sadness. One consent has been my family. I know I am the mysterious Dad and Uncle Rue, who swoops in for a week and then is gone. I try to keep up with everyone, but hearing the news is not like watching or making the news.

So I may not know the person in that picture any more, but I recognize who he is, how much he has grown and I really like and love the person he has become. I recognize him in the mirror everyday.

I am free to be who I am, and what I will be, most of all because I love myself I am free to love others more fully