I grew up in a pretty wild, outspoken household. I was considered the wallflower because I didn’t yell (still don’t). My Italian and Irish clan was politically diverse and loved to give their opinions. They fought and debated. Then they kissed, laughed and went on with their lives until the next round.
I do not often venture into political discussions and this isn’t one either, so take a breath. I am writing today about kindness…or lack of it.