Ever since June 28th, I've been missing my sister badly. I missed the laughter, the impromptu visits, the bickering--all of it. I was giving her the space I felt she needed, and doing my best to be patient. I invited her over again this weekend, thinking that she wouldn't accept unless she was ready to see me. She replied that she'd be over soon, and the silly hope balloon in my chest inflated and started floating around. Maybe things would be alright, maybe we were going to make it past this whole thing with just a few bumps and bruises, maybe maybe maybe...
She was only over for a couple of hours before she referred to me as a "cheating whore of a wife." Guess she wasn't ready after all.
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I don't think she meant to make such a harsh comment. She meant it as a joke, but obviously didn't realize how mean it sounded. Nevertheless, it did seem a bit tense between you two.
new blog, i see. i don't know the backstory, though. what's up with you and your sister?
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