Who? I am you.

Who am I?

I am you, reading this, wondering.

This is the list of me:

Writer

Reader

Arizonan

Walker

Gardener

Observer

Traveler…once upon a time.

Your turn, please.

*When our daughter went to college, we’d just said our goodbyes standing outside of her dorm. I was heading back to the hotel with an empty suitcase that matched my hollow heart. While walking with eyes cast downwards, I bumped into this light pole…and got the message. Each sticker: “I Love You.”