Earlier this year, while driving to the gym, I was scanning the radio in search of something to feed my soul. After channel surfing across several stations, I happened to catch the tail end of a woman having a conversation with an interviewer. The last thing she said was, “. . . and I don’t know who I am.” i am woman
They were just seven words, but they were uttered with a sense of bewilderment and uncertainty. That got me thinking. As a woman, do I know who I am? I mean, really? How can I go through life confidently if I can’t attach some semblance of identity to myself?
When I arrived home, I began to think about the Valerie that Valerie is. As I did a mental deep dive, I realized that I actually know myself pretty well. I have values, beliefs and, if crossed, a mean left hook. When I take stock of the intangible attributes that I possess, I love myself even more. There’s nothing wrong with loving yourself. I love the woman that I am, and the woman that I have become and continue to become; I’m a product of perpetual evolution. I hope you love the woman who you have become, too.
Women…we’re complex beings. A mere list of traits can’t begin to encompass all that we are. That, however, didn’t stop me from embracing many of my qualities, 53 of which I’ve included here — one for each year of my being.
Yes, I know who I am.
I Am . . .
. . . Valerie.
. . . a woman of midlife.
. . . expanding my horizons every day.
. . . sick and tired of being sick and tired.
. . . a conqueror.
. . . who I am.
. . . not afraid to speak my mind.
. . . as tenacious as they come.
. . . silly when I want to be, serious when I need to be.
. . . a rebel with a cause.
. . . everything they said I couldn’t be and nothing I don’t want to be.
. . . priceless.
. . . true to my beliefs and not swayed by the crowd.
. . . golden.
. . . a lover of self.
. . . more than what you see on the outside.
. . . a force to be reckoned with.
. . . walking in confidence.
. . . trusting my inner voice.
. . . speaking my truth.
. . . not afraid of change.
. . . embracing all of me.
. . . in my element.
. . . living my authentic self.
. . . comfortable in the skin I’m in.
. . . birthing a new phase in my life.
. . . not invisible.
. . . reaching for what I want.
. . . not a pushover.
. . . better than I was yesterday, but not as great as I will be tomorrow.
. . . separating midlife from crisis.
. . . rewriting my life assumptions.
. . . blazing trails.
. . . rediscovering myself on a daily basis.
. . . a survivor.
. . . not an enigma.
. . . at a turning point.
. . . remarkable.
. . . not giving a damn.
. . . strong, intelligent and wise.
. . . a thinker.
. . . daring to go there.
. . . keeping my mind, body and heart in sync.
. . . determined.
. . . thrilled to be a woman.
. . . believing in ME!
. . . hotwired to do great things.
. . . just the tip of my own iceberg.
. . . not done yet.
. . . happy.
. . . like fine wine, getting better with time.
. . . loving myself. i am woman
. . . so much more.
Who does this make me? I Am Woman.
So…who are you?