I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a sister. I am mother. I am a pastor. I am a preacher. I am Shelly. In the midst of all these “I am’s”, I am trying to find my central place of knowing and understanding myself.

Let’s run numbers: two adult children, one husband for 25 years, 50 years of life, 1 year with one new knee, 85 pounds gone from my body, one sister, one brother, one mortgage, three dogs, one cat and numerous nutritional supplements which a woman my age is supposed to take on a daily basis to push back the ravages of years.