A warm saturday eve...

I was about to begin and I realize I was just going to re-iterate May 20th...

My husband's family is crazy - I love them, but the DRAMA - wow.

Older bro is here tonight, hails from BC, in town for weekends over a few months. Youngest and eldest are arguing about middle...he's lost for the time being, not returning calls, not really connecting with any of them...some are angry, others are more patient and allowing him space. Funny how we are quick to judge in others the same things we have already worked out for ourselves.

I can see both perspectives but really, we don;t choose our family, but we can choose to be blessed or cursed.