a journey.

Ive recently been asked a very important question. To many this question is silly or was unnecessarily asked. I honestly felt that way too. A gentleman that I was taking care of and had become quite attached to during his hospital stay asked me a simple question..."Who is Katy?". I laughed it off thinking that it was just his polite way of making conversation or maybe he had become confused with the multitude of medicine that he had been given. I just winked at him and said..."I'm the one that has been taking care of you for the past few days...don't you remember me?". He just shrugged at me like he was disappointed with my response. It wasn't until a few days later that the question haunted me again. Why couldn't I answer it for myself? Didn't I, of all people, know who I was? I begin to make a list of dislikes and likes. But failed at this simple task. I have not an idea what makes me happy, sad, what I enjoy, what I could leave, who I admired, where I was headed, I honestly didn't even know what my favorite color would be. Here I was...the one that always told my sisters to be sure to know exactly who you are...and I didn't even know myself. So I'm starting a journey. and not looking back. I want to find exactly what I enjoy and exactly who I am. I'm documenting my journey in hopes that if I ever lose myself again...I will know exactly how to find myself. I encourage you to take the same journey with me...and look forward to hearing yours too. Stay tuned.