I am known by several names on the Web (okay, how many of you know the difference between the Internet and the World Wide Web?). Each of those names either reflect me as a mother or as an information addict. But I seem to realize more and more that the persona is not accurate for who or what I am.
I have begun to understand the many areas of my life, past, present and future. Indeed I am a lover of information but I am also many other things. I remember who I was as a child. I remember being a daughter. I remember the music I heard all through my life that brings me not only comfort but joy. I remember being a sister and still marvel about continuing to be. I wonder about myself about being a mother, when they were small and now that they are grown. I think about having lost so many of my family and now finding them again. And isn't that all information at some level?
I think about who I was -- even just yesterday -- and who I am, and who I want to be. I think about how much I can integrate my knowledge and ability to find, process, and incorporate information into my life.