We have no alcoholics in the family. Which leaves that probably the family was dysfunctional. My older sister often said she is surprised we all survived growing up. Even she doesn't remember what we "survived".

I must have played my role well as the perfect child, happy, playful and a bit mischievous. Because that is what I have fond memories of growing up. Guess it is quite normal to "blot" out the not so good stuff. Guess that is why I was skipping along life's path, happy go lucky, that is until I tripped and fell. O gees, that commercial "I've fallen and can't get up" just ran through my head. Made me smile. Guess it is ok to smile even when working on serious things..