So, do I start at the beginning; when the first 'gift' was delivered, and the wonder of what was going on started a curiosity that I had lost for decades?
Do I talk about my curiosity?
Interest that began as a teenager and blossomed in college; then as jobs, the daily grind of living paycheck to paycheck strained my free time, my prying mind faded. Until the concern I had, became apathy; just books, notes and papers packed away in boxes.
This is a blog. I can take my time. Write as a flow of consciousness, or just go back and forth as my mind journeys across memories.
As many authors have stated, just write something, anything. Okay.
It started out as an unusual letter in our mail box.