I could tell you who I am defined by family and friends, education, jobs, or the social class I was born into, but that's not really me, so I won't.
Who I am is a woman who's lived hard, loved much, and is trying to finally find herself at 50. I can be kind, thoughtful, empathetic, generous; a lover of books, poetry, flowers, classical music, and feminine dresses. I also can hold my own when drinking whiskey, bear numerous tattoo's, am quick with an obscene quip, love Harley's and the bikers who ride them, have a hard time turning down a party, get off on leather and wear combat boots when I ride. I'm complicated and fit no stereotype. I can't be pigeon-holed. I like it that way.