As we entered the one-room country church, my dad reached to steady my mum. The explosion of colour, the thick scent of lilies and the face of my grandfather in a bronze casket had knocked her off balance. At 9 years of age, I was too young to fully understand…
I thought my self-image was unshakable. But then the test results came in. As told by Greg, age 30 I thought my self-image was unshakable. I thought I could handle anything. After all, I was a man’s man. A sportsman, a monster-truck, built-Ford-tough type of guy. But then the…
