On Being Special (by Eileen)
Some people are sadly burdened with having been told they are worthless. I have the opposite problem. From an early age, I was told I was special. A precocious and reflective child, who read four years above my grade level, I was “superior” to others my age. My dad says I wasn’t really ever a child. I was a small adult. And, as the oldest … Continue reading On Being Special (by Eileen)
