Heh. When I grow up.
I have no excuse; I'm about as grown up as I'm going to get, seeing as I expect my children to surpass me in maturity any day now, and their cumulative ages are still not half of mine. They're reaping the benefits of advantages I didn't have, namely, they are all adorable, articulate, and healthy. I will leave it to you to figure out which of one of those described me as a kid.
Come to think of it, I'm long past being a kid and I'm still only one of those three, and that one comes up for discussion from time to time: What did you say???
I remain hopeful that recovery is still possible. Perhaps recovery isn't what I should be aiming for, though -- maybe it's redemption. I have to be able to make something of all this, I think.
I just don't know what, yet.