 Why do we hold on to mementos, reminders of the past? Are we "what we do"? Are we defined by our accomplishments? The retired teacher has over flowing files of lesson plans at home in a cabinet, the business person hangs award plaques on the den wall, the writer stores years of newspaper stories in an old trunk while the architect keeps years of outdated blueprints. Why do some of us hold on tightly to tangible evidence of what we have done, what we've accomplished in the past? I am a woman who has worn many hats in the course of my life. I believe who I am can be defined without saying anything about what I've "done" in life. What about you? Do you know who you are without attaching it to what you've "done"? Sounds like a good topic to think and journal about. |
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