We don’t have that much in common, or at least I’ve always believed so. We don’t agree on religion. We are far apart on politics. We both are passionate about completely different things and always-- and carefully-- avoid all hot button issues when we’re together.
But on this day our conversation flitted from family to kids, to pets, to cooking. Mundane, boring, everyday stuff. Easy stuff.
And that’s when it sort of hit me—that’s enough. It’s more than enough.
You know what works for your own parents and siblings. Their opinions may sadden or anger us, but in the long run does it matter?
Tell me, if you saw your brother drowning in the ocean would you say to yourself, ‘Hmm, maybe I won’t save him because he voted for Trump?”
If your mom needed help, would you say to her, “No, mom, you don’t deserve it because you voted for Clinton?”
Come on, now. Take a breath and behave like a grown up. Go to Thanksgiving dinner with the family and enjoy the feast... Read more...
