Family Envy

This morning at Adult Ed our Rector asked us who were the saints in our lives. Everyone, except me, talked about family members. Mine were clergy. And once again I felt deep envy of people who had a happy family, who had parents and grandparents and siblings to look up to. I don’t. I just rejected them as a child. My doing, if in self defense, and not my fault really. But in another way, it was my fault. I was born. My poor mother.

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