Perspective

I went to watch my cousin Rick get married recently. In forwarding pictures of the nuptials to my brother, I wrote with perverse satisfaction that our cousins on our mother's side were so screwed up that we appeared to be the stable ones of the family. He replied:

The stable side of (Mother's) family is akin to hanging off the side of the mountain by your fingertips and saying, "at least we're not on the snow covered side."

That might be something to keep in mind if you read any more of my scribblings.