Each of us has a sense of unique independence from other human beings. Though we are connected through family and community, you are independently you and I m independently me. The question of “Who are you?” or “Who am I?” is deceptively complicated. Immediately we might say that the answer depends on a particular life stage, or a certain period of psychological development, a specifc social group, or even a unique physiological state. Because we might say that who we are depends on any number of variables, we intimate that who we are changes from time to time. Whether and how one’s identity changes throughout a lifetime is a matter not agreed upon by the psychologists, sociologists, philosophers, or literary giants who study it. Many can fnd agreement, though, on the idea that malleability of identity can be both adaptive and damaging. Interestingly, among psychologists who study identity, most theorizing has supported the correlation of a stable identity with a healthy mental status and even that one’s identity is frmly formed by adolescence. In accord with that idea, most of what is written in the sociological literature about life in our 70s, 80s, and 90s suggests that who we are when we are old remains pretty close to who we were when we were young. But, in the novel Love in the Time of Cholera (Marquez, 1985) Gabriel Garcia Marquez writes: “He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves,” suggesting we have different selves at various life stages and circumstances.