Can a person change?
When I think about the person I was in my teens and early twenties and compare myself to the person I am today, I don't think I've changed all that much, although some would say that I have.
I'm still the Sherry that likes to laugh, is a bit of a wild-child or free spirit, a dreamer, best friend, beer and wine drinking, rock-n-roll loving, girl who believes the best is in everyone. The optimist and lover of life.
But the years have added a layer of maturity to that girl. (One should hope as I'll be 52 in a month).
The years have shown me difficulties in love and marriage, death of parents and grandparents, loss of friendships, jobs, opportunities, and disappointments and let downs too many to count. Walls have gone up, crumbled and been resurrected so many times it's hard to count. But I always manage to find the joy in life not matter how difficult the road has been.
I'm still me..just multidimensional now. Rather like peeling the layers of an onion. The layers are Life....the core is Me.
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