"Every family has a story that it tells itself, that it passes on to the children and grandchildren. The story grows over the years, mutates, some parts are sharpened, others dropped, and there is often debate about what really happened. But even with these different sides of the same story, there is still agreement that this is the family story. And in the absence of other narratives, it becomes the flagpole that the family hangs its identity from." A.M. Homes
Monday, February 14, 2011
Dear Frosty,
No sweet valentine's for you this year. It's over. This icy affair between you and I is finished. One afternoon of fun is not enough to justify a month's worth of cold stares. Though my children have grown to love your frigid attitude, I am quickly tiring of it. I am moving on. Today, on Valentine's Day, I will raise my steaming mug of hot chocolate to you and say goodbye.
Warm Wishes,
JoEllen
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