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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

E.E. Cummings

Are you courageous? Have you grown up? Have you become who it is you really are?

My answer to all three of these questions is the same. My answer: I don't know.

I don't know if I am courageous. Sometimes, I think so. Sometimes, I think absolutely not.

I don't know whether I've truly grown up. I have three kids and endless responsibility, but I often feel, and act, like a little girl.

And who am I? Who am I really? Goodness, I don't know. Isn't this the hardest question of all? (And the one we should never stop asking?)

Even as I write this, this tiny ode to not knowing, I realize something. Something important. At the core of me, the very core of me, are questions. In my heart, my soul, my mind, there is a rich and unique uncertainty that I would never trade.

This is something, right? To know this much? To know this little bit about who I really am, or might be, or might be becoming?

Maybe by being here, by asking, by exploring, I am being courageous, being me, really me, after all.

Are you courageous? Have you grown up? Have you become who it is you really are?

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