Purpose?

Now that things have calmed down a bit, I am happy that it is not as bad as it could have been.  

Granted, it was not as good as originally diagnosed, but the big ol' C does that when it invades your family.  It's not great that the experience happened but again, it could have been way worse.  

Thank you universe for that.

 
With all the extra time to think, I kept seeing the pattern more and more....

I run interference.  

I listen and understand why they feel that way - I can agree with both sides. 

(But I can also disagree with both sides.)


I get stuck in the middle.


So...is this my life's purpose?