Our youngest daughter has been home from her week in Japan for four days now. And things have yet to settle down to what I could call normal. By normal, I mean the way they were before she left.
Something happened while our youngest was away those eight days. Not only did she undergo a transformation–this was her first time away from the family for more than a night or two–we did as well.
My mother had refused to allow us to take swimming lessons despite our requests to learn. A two-time veteran of WWII, twice drafted and twice honorably discharged, our father had been an excellent swimmer, according to our mother.
He had even taken her
I was born under the sign, Libra. The one astrological sign symbolized by an inanimate, non-living object, the scales, Librans I was once told, do not possess balance. Rather, we are searching for balance.
In that this