Today is Eleven Day. I love when the calendar does something quirky like this. It made me think for a second about what the number “11” has meant in my life. I was 11 years old when I tested positive for HIV. No other event has had such an impact on me. I spent those first years avoiding it entirely, followed by years of embracing it wildly. It’s hard to think of how my life would turned out had the age of 11 not been fraught with so much turmoil.