Gertrude Virginia Baugh knew a thing or two about choosing her battles, and she chose the things that mattered. But life wasn't fair...she was well aware of that fact.
What happens to an individual when the wrong things are nurtured? What if a certain hotheaded, domineering, smarmy ancestor of mine...was actually none of those things at all?
In the end, I realized that I wasn’t looking for an apology for some random argument we’d had way back when. None of that mattered.