Confessions of a Human Nerve Ending

Brownsville Revisited You try not to be critical, try not to revisit decisions that admittedly shaped who you are, but your mind does it anyway. You were a child, at the mercy of 2 adults who were doing the best they can, and, through today's perspective, bit off way more than they could possibly chew. How do you decide to become a parent? How do you decide to do it again two years later and two years after that? So that in a span of 6 years your family morphs from 2 to 5. Suddenly, you're not just bouncing from one job to the next because you're not sure what you want to do, but you're bouncing from one career to the next because you have 5 mouths to feed. Every decision is strung around your neck like a noose and you can't untie the knot, tranfer it to another neck or let it hang you. Is this the right job? Can we build a house, find a church, rear a family, acheive some sort of personal satisfaction in a small border town on the Rio Grande? Looking back, you can ...