Who Am I Anyway?

Who is this person I have become? I don't even know you. Everything about you seems different somehow. Perhaps I am becoming someone new, someone better, someone worthy of the purpose I have been given. I am not at a crossroads mind you. I have just suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. On my right and on my left are tall sunflowers joyfully pointing the way. If only my feet would move. If only my face would turn towards the sun as the faithful sunflowers do.