Who are you? Who are you?

There is a line from one of my favourite movies, The Breakfast Club, that goes “In 1000 words I want you to write down just who you are”. Not to spoil the movie but let’s just say is does not happen. Even in reality that would be impossible, do we actually know who we are?

 

This whole question arose from a conversation I had in a bar in Stockholm on last Saturday. After walking around for the entire day it was time to rest our feet. During the next seven hours the conversation turned into just who we were as people. It is a really tough thing to talk about your inner feelings.

 

From the moment we are born until the day we die life will always be a learning curve, with each passing day we expand our minds and increase the abilities that we possess. As each year passes I believe that we as humans become calmer people, the adolescent rage that burns up in our teens becomes more subdued as we move into our twenties, the thirties are a period of reflection and making life what we need it to be, the rest I have yet to experience.

 

Not knowing who we are is not necessarily such a bad thing as not only do we learn more each day about exactly who we are it also allows those who are close in our life to get to not only know but influence the person that we can become. When I look at my parents as an example I have seen them change so much in life that they are more different and relaxed now than I can ever remember. This only a pure reflection of how they have had to adapt to each other from their own individual personas.

 

Love is all about learning, adapting and helping each other to ensure that not only the relationship is the best it can be but also a indication that you love the relationship more than you love yourself. It ensures that the heart of the other person will never be less than your own in terms of value.

 

In an ever worsening world there is little that is provided free that can change our lives and make them better. Love is one of those precious areas that is an exception.

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