Pieces of My Path (Electronic book text)

As the years move on I think many of us don't really consider the subtle but sometimes enormous changes that can take place in the human mind over the course of time. We often hear people say, "I'd love to be eighteen again and know what I know now..." but how many of us would want to put our past lives out there for the whole world to see; especially when the path that we've walked was chest deep in pain and turmoil It was in January of 2006 that I decided to write PIECES OF MY PATH. What precipitated my putting finger to keyboard was located in a cardboard box, stashed away and wrapped in a black garbage bag high upon a shelf in the guest bedroom closet. I was thinking a lot about my "dark days" and how far I had come from those crippling depressed times in the early 90's so I decided to pull down that black bag filled with memories and take a peek back into a bleak, yet rewarding, past.