We frequently idealize our familial ties to the extent where we ignore hurtful situations, remaining unconditionally committed to them.
However, we are coming to realize that the mere existence of a family link should not compel us to stay in circumstances where we do not feel loved or are even wounded.Surely the man had not expected to find so many tiny ones as part of the ceremony, let alone the answer his sister gave him.
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