The answer must be myself, though that brings an enormous hesitancy when it comes to writing it.  Haven't I just been saying of late, how much I've finally begun to love myself? And doesn't that feel soooo good to say and know it holds so much truth?!

Ah, but wait. Did I say 'begun'?
Begun to love myself.    There you go then.....  enter, stage left, hesitancy in all its wisdom.

Yes, so it would be all those lost, forgotten and fragmented bits of myself which I still don't fancy loving.
Particularly when I witness them 'out there' taking form in some 'other' one. Spanish drivers come to mind, which would have to include me of course - ole! And bad mothers, sheesh I can figure in there too. Oh, yeah, and my uber talented ex who can't sort his life out and support his many kids - hmm.. today's to-do list: 1. love slow-moving fearty self who still wont begin for fear of failure....

To continue the vaguely theatrical them: 'Once more unto the breach, dear friends!' Particularly you fragmented lot       ;) 

Just one? Really?  ONE ??!

Ok... here goes....

EMBODYING   

big breath, yeah. Feels good :-D 

Behind the screen of wit and humour.  Wrapped in the arms of giggles, snorts and full on belly laughs.

Sometimes hiding's a smart survival trick so why not make it fun?

In other moments, there are other options which I don't always pick first time around. But I am learning ;)