I am what some people call colourful. My hair has been every colour of the rainbow and I tend to wear multi-coloured/ patterned clothing. I am also covered in tattoos. Words others have used to describe me: trouble, stubborn, different. I have held many titles: such as daughter, sibling, wife, and mom. I have worn many labels: high school dropout, single mother, mature student, college graduate, and volunteer. I have been told that I'm a hard worker, stubborn (by many), a good Christian, and a strong independent woman. Personally, I would say self-sufficient and not stubborn. I live by the motto if you can stand up you might as well stand out! I used to tell a joke about how I collected doctors and the only one who said I was normal was the psychiatrist. What do they know? Not much as far as I am concerned. I’m not rich, don’t own a business and I’m not famous. I’m so ordinary that sometimes I fall through the cracks. Do I have everything I want? No. Do I have everything I need? Yes. Interruptions? 200 words are just not enough.