Family skeletons

I guess we all have skeletons when we have lived together for so long, through teething starters all the way to troublesome teens.  And sometimes there are good conversations at the end, conversations backed by good intention, and other times there is anger and frustration and unspoken disappointment.  I got a message the other day which made me think, you don't know me at all, do you.

I am sure that everyone with this modern condition of back pain wonder what the straw was, what was the point at which they should have stopped to save them all this back pain.  What was the brace they should have taken and will it all be over by the time I need to go to work on Monday because there is no one out there who can do all these things that I do.  But let's just rest and see if this broken back heals itself.

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