Nothing like a family birthday where one family member refuses to come down for dinner. O the joy of it all. I have memories of my older brother's 16th birthday where he refused to come in the house for his cake- too busy changing out an engine on a car. My 7 year old self couldn't figure out the whys of not wanting to come in and be with your family. Now as the matriarch of my brood I endure the craziness of everyone's most complicated feelings that seem to happen all the time- often at the worst of times. And so it goes. Patience has its many virtues especially when mine is worn thin.
Let see what forces win out in the end.
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