40 Years, You Just Don't Know Me

Within this book are chapters of my life written as they happened. The book includes the loss of loved ones, moments of triumph, endless mental and physical struggle and – to really let you in – my moments of complete stupidity. I have a strong imagination, which I had to grasp the reigns of so as to be honest to my word. I guess this is a demonstration of the human mind and its ability to remember the smallest of details from many, many years ago. What was your first memory?
Mine represent themselves strongly and constantly in my morals and personality, and very much in the way I view life. Some, I guess, I wish I could forget. But then, this is what made me. As with all of us, I am faced with challenges and disappointments pretty regularly. I do tend to go a little further out on a flimsy branch. Sure, I hear the cracks, but the break is more interesting to me. Sometimes it worked out okay, and others, well you know how that goes, or do you?
Some chapters took many attempts of facing a time, not writing it, but going back to that time and place, and being true to my word. I must warn you, some things are graphic, because at eleven years old, that’s how I remembered it. Some things I do leave to your imagination, I think it is better this way. I make no apologies.
This is my life…