My life changed 20 years ago today. Sometimes I think it was for the worse, but then again, I probably wouldn’t be who I am today – writing this post. Years ago, I thought that this date would eventually mean nothing to me. It would hold no significance. Eventually, the memories would have to fade. It didn’t work like that. Each and every October I look at the calendar and see that date. The 17th. There it is, looming larger than life – staring back at me. Now I don’t think that I will ever not think about things on that day.

It’s OK, though. I have made it twenty years. I have finished college and graduate school. I’ve had some wonderful and important jobs. I got married. I own a home. I have a family.

I am OK.

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