A Day in the Life of Iris

I know I am not the only person who gets hurt and tired of hearing their parents fight.  I even know that my case is not the worst, and unfortunately, some children have it worse.  I am not a child. I am a grown adult, but even to this day, sometimes I want to cry. I want to give you a brief history of my parents so that you can better understand them.  My parents were around my age when they got together and had my older brother. My mother had to co-habit with her mother-in-law, who was very critical of her. My mother ended up earning my grandmother's respect and love, though. A lot of things happened to us when we were younger, and my mother became a strong savior for us.  My father left the country to work, and we did not see him for 10 years. I was about 2-3 years old when he left, my memories were vague, and people change through hardships. That's what happened to my mother. She stopped being the shy country young girl and became a woman who h...