In a former life, I wrote professionally.
In a former life, I lived in another country.
In a former life, I was a child, a mother, a single woman, a foreigner, a friend, a lover.
I have had four different last names, but only one of them matters.
Formerly, I was young and now, I am not. Roll on life.
In all my former lives I was part of the self I am now. In the future, all my formers will find a place on the shelf in whatever life I live.