The spiritual connection she desperately sought for years appeared when she found AA
I am missing great swaths of my childhood. The memories come back piecemeal: a smell here, a sight there, portions of a conversation. My imagination fills in the blanks, aided by make-believe and interesting stories told by others.
Many of the things I remember never really happened, at least not to me. I feel the ache of a sprain my sister got falling out of the bunkbed. I vividly recall witnessing my grandfather putting a dying bird out of his misery, even though it happened long before I was born. I remember the heartache of...
-- Gwyneth N.
Saco, Maine, USA