My first blog entry

Next birthday I will be 60 years old and I was widowed in December of 2003. I have come to realize that this is the first time in my entire life that I have not had to consider someone else's welfare in my every thought and action. I have also discovered that I have no identity of my own. I am no longer introduced as someone's daughter, wife, mother or grandmother. So who am I. Well I guess this is my way at trying to find out who this person is.

I worked for many years in the cash office of a large retail store and started to refer to myself as the "cashjocky" because I spent my days moving money from one location to another around the store. Others picked up the title and it sort of stuck as a permanent nickname. So if you are reading this keep coming back to see if the cashjocky ever finds the real identity that suits with the name on her birth certificate.