With the current state of affairs regarding politics, the environment, global warming, and the pandemic it makes the stories of my strange life as small as a grain of sand on the beach. Yet with my very old Traumatic Brain Injury I know that I may be unable to communicate effectively on any given day. Consequently, I must push on or some of the work I am here to do may not get done.

I was unfortunate at a very early age, to have an alcoholic, abusive stepparent for several years. There was a natural instinct then as a young child, to accept whatever came my way, regardless of how wrong or hurtful it...