This was a miraculous Raya. I believe that my family has settled a lot of bad blood between us.
My nephews are getting smarter, which is a relief. Because if they turn out to be stupid ass motherfuckers, I might have to throw them off a cliff while yelling, "THIS! IS! SPARTA!"
My siblings are doing okay. My parents are getting older, but we all are.
It has been a less stressful experience with less fights and anger, which is reserved for only those who deserve it.
You don't want to see us at our worst. A wrath that could bend steel. Anger that could cower Satan himself.
But all is well and good. The Lords and Ladies of Destruction have grown.
Oh well.
Cheers!
