Fractured Bonds

<p>Coming home wasn't supposed to feel this complicated. But here I am standing in my childhood home trying to piece together a life that seems to have fallen apart while I was busy chasing dreams. The walls are still lined with memories but now those memories feel like a weight I can't quite carry alone. My sister's anger cuts deeper than I expected and my mother's illness is a ticking clock I'm not ready to face. Then there's David the guy who just strolled back into my life as if we hadn't missed years in between. He's charming too charming and definitely complicating things. But maybe that's the problem-I've spent so long avoiding complications that I've forgotten how to live. Now I'm sifting through the past old boxes and old wounds hoping to find a future that makes sense. The question is can I hold it all together before everything crumbles apart?</p>