Dyslexia: I Live with It

It is really strange to live with the unknown and still know that there is something not right with you. I knew that I was intelligent and came from two families that had no slouches in the brain areas of life. I have strong genes from many generations of doctors, lawyers, inventors, teachers, plumbers, writers, farmers, adventurers, and women who were strong great leaders, and I wondered why I was not living up to the genes that must also be flowing through my veins. It always felt like my life was one step forward and two steps back. I do all right in the arts, but you cannot make it in this life without math and reading. I rarely got a grade higher than an S for satisfactory or a C+. Even with a higher education and the level of a senior administrator before quitting the business world, the feeling that I should be doing better never left my mind and ego until the day many years later that I learned the answer.