This morning I woke up and this memory wasn't on my mind. Maybe it's fading away, just enough, to be a simple memory. It's a sad memory because there is not only me involve but my sister.

Today my sister is a happy woman with a wonderful husband and she is enjoying life. I'm not close to her though as she has hurt me a lot.

What I'm getting out of this memory is that I'm still like this little girl. I hide my "sad feelings" and I still do not tell.

Thank you for your caring!