I’ve discovered that one of the things that happens when I’m in the process of learning something new is that it also brings back memories.
This one is about the time when I was literally caught in a bitter conflict with my parents.
I was 32 years old and had been married 11 years. You’d think by then I’d be my own woman, confidently making my own choices and being clear about how I wanted to live my life. But, as we all know, life is never that simple.