Many times in my life, I’ve joked about who I wanted to be like when I finally grew up. I’ve had so many people I’ve admired, and I still do. But of late, I have finally come to the realization that I don’t need to be the next Maya Angelou or Nora Ephron, or some other great writer that I’ve admired through the years. Who I need to be is the best me that I can be. Every day I need to wake up, get up, and face my day. I need to love my people, face my challenges, make my memories, and spend my time wisely because it may be all that I’m given. I need to be grateful for all my blessings, whether they are big or small ones. We are all still growing up, no matter how young or old we are right now. I’ve made up my mind to become the best me that I can possibly be. I’m thinking that is entirely good enough because I kind of like me!