holidays
It’s odd to me how the dynamic of family changes.
Why the best times with my sister would be those when we were nursing our father toward dying. How the most uncomfortable feelings of loneliness can come when we are together now.
I guess she’s desperately trying to find a way to make her own family and is focused on falling in love. Meanwhile, I’m in recovery trying to find a way to repair past damage and grow closer.
My mother once pulled us around her for holiday shopping and cookie making. Now, it’s us who has to rally her energy.
A week is too long. Thank god I’ve decided not to come back to this part of the world next year. This is my 6th trip this year. I’m ready to spend holidays in new places with new friends and family.