I am a wanna-be writer. A passionate educator. A dedicated brain injury awareness advocate. A blessed survivor. And a most fortunate mother of two of the coolest little people I’ve ever known. From the daily mundane to the scandalously dramatic, I always have a story to tell. One of my favorite storytellers once wrote, “Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,/ That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,/ And then is heard no more. It is a tale/ Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,/ Signifying nothing.” I am that idiot, and here is my tale. My hope is that Shakespeare was wrong and when my hour upon the stage is up and I am heard no more, my sound and fury will have meant something.