I turn 40 today. No party. No milestone trip. Just a quiet morning, a strong cup of coffee, and the realization that I’ve lived long enough to finally tell the truth. Not the curated version. Not the streamlined list of takeaways. The real story, the one that winds through fear and failure, grace and grief, moments of clarity, and years spent trying to make sense of it all. This isn’t everything. But it’s what I’ve carried. ----- I grew up in Georgia, in a home where love was rarely spoken...