I realized the other while sitting at dinner with my folks and my brother, that as much as we have shared the same experiences there is a vast difference in what each person thinks about. Sometimes it seems like the better people know each other, the more you can see the differences.
We can be sitting there talking about eggs and bacon, and my father will be commenting on corn prices, my brother on the weather, my mom of how hard life was back in the day and I’m thinking that I can’t wait to get up from the table.