No one understands as well as we do how hard it can be to put up with our family. We know that we struggle to deal with each other and asking a stranger to not only accept our messed up ways but to get along with us is a lot. At a certain point, my brother admitted that he knew if he and his ex stayed together, the relationship would always suffer because of our inability to get along.

For now, I intend to take those afternoons as they come. I want to remember the gold and silver days because the next one may not be so peaceful. Not that our storms aren’t a wonder to behold, mind you. But it can’t rain all the time. Continue reading Collecting Afternoons