I laughed out loud tonight when I read that my friend JK's nine-year old daughter E had started playing Dungeons and Dragons - I am not sure why I should be surprised to hear that because I started playing D&D at about nine years old, but it is nonetheless hard to believe that one's friends, and ones friends' children, are growing up.
I was equally delighted to read about her determination to raise her daughter as a citizen, and that she remained encouraged by the initial feedback. And I was grateful for her advice and insight to my own sh*t. It has been a struggle but I am happy to report that I have in fact broken through and am once again dealing with a half-full
glass. I feel like this is a familiar exercise, exorcising the demons of darkness
and lining up the stars, but each time it gets easier and I feel like I have more
of a framework on which to build the man I am determined to be. JK, much like many others, correctly pointed out that he is there, inside me, it has just taken me a long time to find him.
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