Reminders for the Journey: This too shall pass

From the time I was 13 or so, until I left home at 20, one of my older sisters was in the throes of turmoil from a deeply troubled marriage. Consequently, having nowhere else to go, she would from time to time come home to live with us again, along with her two young children, who at that time in my life seemed to be hellions. Through sports, girlfriends and work, I was actually pretty able to escape the insanity of it all, but I well remember that I thought the drama would never end.