so much of life is so hazy. my daughter and i were discussing self identity on the ride home from Leslie's gym class. not sure how we came to the subject, but i was reminded of what i have know for a while. i have a tendency to identify myself with my work, which is-i am told- a more masculine trait. it may be because most my female relatives have had work outside the home. my great-grandmother worked as a teacher, watchmaker, and secretary. my grandmother Caryll had a radio program (paid) for a while and wrote newspaper columns for the local paper (unpaid) after she retired from her game warden position for the state of South Dakota. m mother worked as a secretary and teacher. my sis worked as a secretary, teacher, and principal. one of my aunts and two of my great aunts were teachers. my daughter teaches.
but all that being said, our work is not us. the only two definitions i could identify with any certainty that applied to myself were....artistic and independent. seems rather skinny but maybe it is enough.
