Someone asked me the other day what I loved about the former DH2B. It got me thinking.

Each of us has their “story”–the history of events that, all together, get us to where we are today, for better or worse.

Most people know us by our stories. It’s how we categorize people, whether we realize it or not.

But the story is not the person.

I have my own story, of course. It’s how casual acquaintances –and even some longtime friends–know me. If they don’t look past my story, though, they really don’t know me at all.

If you don’t like your story, there’s not much you can do about it. You can’t change history.

You can try to help people gain a fuller perspective on who you really are.

But it’s a lot of work on both parts, and most people just don’t have the time nor the inclination to dig that deep into another’s life.

In the end, we are our stories. Something we should remember as we make the choices that build the totality of our lives.