I was thinking about a time gone by where your identity was so much easier. I was thinking of the time when there was a Family Crest that you identified with. They might have had a motto. There was definitely that sense of lineage and your father’s name. There was a strong sense of belonging to a clan or tribe – where a last name was a badge of honor and not just a name. It was more than a name. It was history and legacy. There was pride and stories that went along with the name. It was all sealed by a Family Crest.
Identities used to be much easier when there were clear markers and boundaries and deep stories to pull from.