sjsprWriting

Where do I stand? Where do I go?

I sit upon my freefalling heart without a clue of where it will land.

So many cultures surround me.

So many of them are a part of me;

born in Ohio,

but Puerto Rican since age seven.

My dad is an Argentine-born Swede, and my mom hails from Eastern European descent.

Almost too many identities fill my world.

Where do I feel like I fit in best? Which culture do I identify with the most?

I’m a different person when I become immersed in each of these distinctive cultures.

Is the mix of all of these backgrounds what makes me who I am?

I’m still looking for my identity in the midst of my convoluted life,

and I just can’t wait until I can truly find me.