It's Me, and Me, and ME!

Sometimes, I wonder. Do I really have to be me?

I mean, really? Sure, just like everyone else, I spent all that time and all that angst figuring out who I am. And yes, “at our age” we know who we are and we accept ourselves wholly. Don't we? We've been through so many things, we know how to cope. How to adjust. How to flex.

But do we know how to change? Sure, we know how to roll with the punches, land on our feet, and get through things. We know how to change jobs, change locations, change partners, change names, change tires, and yada, yada, yada.

Haven't you ever dreamed of being somebody else, somewhere else? It's not that I'm unhappy with my life: my life is rich and full and rewarding. I just wonder, sometimes, if there are other versions of me. Inside of me....

Like my friend in the photo. She is a Librarian. She got the wig at the Halloween Store, and the glasses were part of a magic set, until the “magic” lenses fell out. And now, she's into books. And seriousness. And being a woman of a certain age. All in fun, of course.

She's a 'tween and expected to try on different personas so she can figure out who she is and who she wants to be. We allow it at her age and we call it part of growing up. So, kids try on various personalities the same as we try on shoes.

Well, I want to try on different personalities, too! I want to be someone I'm not. I want to see how it feels, and see if it fits. If not, I'll just have to be me, right? But at least I can try.

The Librarian will be here in another couple of weeks, to spend the holidays with her family. She will run through her personas with lightening speed, changing who she is with every sentence. Laughing, talking, gesturing, smiling and wearing me out in no time at all. But that's okay: I need the exercise.

When people ask me how old she is, I always say “she's ten, going on thirty.....”

Perhaps new personas will materialize while she is here. I'm hoping to see my favorite: Super Becky. She pronounces it Shooper Beckay and it just makes me smile. She tells me that I can be Shooper Grandma....

Maybe I just will!