Whose dysfunctional family is this?

I began to realize the other day that the 'family' I live in - The United States of America family - is about as dysfunctional as it gets.  We're divided down the middle, or close to it, by beliefs, biases, and bullishness.  The red and blue is divided by a thin strip of white (I guess that's the independence) and no one can hear the others point of view.

This reminds me of when my sister and I shared a double bed as children and we used to draw an imaginary line down the center, reminding each other not to cross it for fear of death!  I love my family and still am blessed to have both parents living.  My sister and I have become good friends in the past few years and I'm blessed she's more in my life than ever.  But back in those days it was full-on war.  We didn't understand each other and didn't really want to.  This caused me to eventually leave the family home and head out for greater lands.  I did this by moving to California and then England.  Not a bad move as it turned out because it gave me the many opportunities I've shared in my book.

Well, guess what?  I'm doing it again!  I'm heading for Asia in October and leaving all this crazy B.S. behind!  Today, my family is the world and I'm off to visit my cousins!