We’ve all heard of defining moments in one’s life. For me, and perhaps the most impactful came about when I was four or five years old.

My brother, who is one year and four months older than me, and I were playing inside the house by ourselves while my stay-at-home Mom was in the backyard washing and hanging clothes. My Dad was most likely at work, while my other siblings were probably in school. My brother and I were playing in the living room, and we began jumping on the couches…