My Name is Heidi Beth…What’s your name?

In November 1998 I had two pieces published in a small book put out by a writers group I was a part of. One has the same name as this post. Since joining OS exactly a week ago, I have been thinking in possible posts, leaving myself email messages with ideas. Today I knew it was time to meditate again on who I am in the same manner I did 12 years ago. I have just spent the last hour doing this. What I’m posting here is first the piece I wrote in 98, followed by the one I wrote this evening. Therefore it is very long but hopefully worth a few minutes time.
1998
“My name is Heidi Beth. My favorite color is purple and I like green too. I like to sing ’cause it stirs my soul and it’s fun. I like to draw flowers and gentle designs with the thin felt tip pens my dad gave me four years ago. My hair is brown and curly. My eyes are green and I’m pretty short. This was all given to me. But I like to draw with colors and I try to be kind.
I learned how to waitress the day after I turned seventeen and I still do it. I wrote a story about a monster named