My husband is more than a decent man. He is incredible and patient and above and beyond. But I haven’t been able to appreciate him or this because of my parents constant wrath. To be honest between them having a breakdown and my sister having a breakdown we don’t have even a moment. The last 3 vacations we went on either my sister or my parents had a breakdown calling us frantically. I’ve reached my limit Anita. Even look at this week between my sisters whirlwind up and down, and defensiveness of wanting help but not willing to listen. Then my fathers medical condition (which is an objective) issue. And then to this. I mean how much can one person take.