Sometimes I think my little sister has the right idea about life in general. She has this quiet way of staying to herself and staying out of the drama a family can cause.
When I think I'm doing the right thing for someone, a sibling takes offense and I am left thinking ~ "why?" I'm done.
But when that someone that I am trying to help is my mom then shouldn't it be alright? Apparently not.
Who really cares? I do ~ my mom does and that is all that matters. But I need to step back and let life mend the rifts caused by some. I'm tired, I'm sad, I'm done.