How do I squeeze five and a half decades of a roller-coaster life into a few paragraphs except to say that I'm joyful. I'm not always happy, but I know who I am, and whose I am. I have a deep faith and a mischievous mind. I've been places that would kill normal men, and I've buckled under the pressure of ordering at McDonalds.
I am most at ease when I am being useful. Ask me to sit on the sidelines, and I hyperventilate. I can speak in front of a crowd of hundreds. The small talk afterwards sends me crying into a ladies' room stall.
Understanding my limitations has been a life-long challenge. Communicating them and setting boundaries--well, I'm still working on that.