Who are we?

Journal 3/16/2000 –

Amy Tan said – I did not lose myself all at once.  I rubbed out my face over the years washing away my pain, the same way carvings on stone are worn down by the water.”

She is right.  That is why the process is so insidious.  One day we simply do not know who we really are because day by day, year by year, layer by layer that unique individual – that child who was – is buried in the silt of life’s rushing river.

We must all become archaeologists/anthropologists and dig for the truth of that long buried self.

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