It wasn’t a time of my life I’m particularly proud of, but I just can’t see how things could have turned out any differently. When I was thirteen my Aunt and Uncle died in a car crash and Mom and Dad took in my cousin Krista. She was 21 and severely retarded with a little mild autism thrown in for good measure. She was functional, able to move around, clean and dress herself, but she couldn’t communicate well with us and she would never be able to be independent. If Mom and Dad
