When I was growing up, particularly in my teens and twenties I used to think that I was born in the wrong year. I seemed to fit so much better into the Bohemian, Peace-loving era of the 60’s. These years seemed the heyday where I would have found acceptance; a place; a natural fit. But instead I was born in 1974…There is not a single soul who isn’t made to be here Now. We all are. And we are all necessary because we bring different things to the table…