The Newest Inventory of Being

I am Anna.

I am 28 years old.



I am in transition.

Again.



I have a wonderful network of friends and supports.

I love them.

I need them to thrive, but not to survive.



I have greater strength than I have ever known.

I know this because I feel weaker and more fragile than I have ever known.

Despite this I still go on.



I am scared.

But strangely enough, that does not scare me.



I take comfort in touch.

I am fortunate enough to receive an abundance of comfort.



I am a collector and a cataloguer.

One day I will be a Librarian.



I have a puppy who makes the world a brighter place.

He looks like a wookie, except when he gets a haircut.



I am still prejudist angainst prejudism.

I am still a hypocrite.



I have diabetes.

I take it pretty seriously.

I wish my brother and father would take their diabetes more seriously.



I have depression.

I take a serious cocktail to combat it.

It works most of the time.



Right now my family is going through a Very Difficult Time.

We found out that someone we love was not everything we thought he was.

We found out that he draws his line somewhere so far away that we can't see it.

It makes me sad and angry.



I miss the man I thought he was.



I am Wonder Woman.

Soon no one will be able to dispute this.



My husband used to be my world.

Now we have our own world together.

I used to think that it was romantic that I needed him to live.

Now I know that if I had to spend the rest of my life alone, I'd be in good company.



Independence is more wonderful that I had dreamed.

Not nearly as scary as driving.



I don't spend as much time with my Stuffies any more.

But they are still an important part of my support team.



Mortimer had a bath.

He looks ten years younger.



I'm a pirate.


Yarrr.



I like my life.

It's hard sometimes; but it's mine.



I am Anna.

This is 2006.