Rejection

The invitation was sent...... the rejection was received.......... enough said I guess.

I always knew that I was the black sheep of the family but last summer I really saw first hand how true that really is. The part I could not stand was seeing how my son is following in my footsteps.

Then to get upset because I didn't want him to spend this summer (without my presence) in that environment. We suggest an alternative and it was shot down within seconds.