Sometimes even-keeled fathers lost their balance, and their temper with it. Sometimes wonderful mothers were less than stellar wives. Sometimes people we loved lost themselves to addictions, and became people we didn’t like very much. Sometimes the stuck up girl from work was the best kind of confidence builder. Sometimes the brother and sister that seemed too busy to care were just too hurt to make themselves available. Sometimes the teen mom that everybody judged in high school was one of the wisest people you could ever call a friend.
