Who am I?

I am an artist who cannot paint, but who has not given up the hobby. I am a writer who struggles for the perfect metaphor. I am a student who believes education never ends. I am a daughter who will never be good enough and a granddaughter in mourning. I am the mother of the child who grows within my womb. I am scared and hurt, strong and sincere. I am one who dwells on the past because it was comfortable then, and one who lives for the future because that’s the only way in which to find hope. I am a teacher and a mentor, a lover and a companion. I am defined by people who look at me and do not know me, as much as by people who love me and do not know me. I am Amy Elizabeth Anne Kalvig and that’s good enough for me.