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Originally Posted by yagr
I have a sister who, like your brother, doesn't share the wounds I have. Her relationship with our mother was significantly different, though she was damaged in different ways that are harder to identify. My sister was mom's best friend and confidante for most of her life and was with her when she died. It was hard on her..
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I've experienced this all this weekend. It hurts. It's not fair. I don't have any control over it. There is no reckoning for it. It just is what it is.
My brother has no clue. I don't want to put myself out there to try and explain or ask for understanding.
He is her confidant. That's ok with me. I guess.
I took her flowers today. Watermelon that she has wanted for the holiday. I took her coloring books and markers and colored pencils. She told me that she had gotten a coloring book for Christmas and never opened it. She didn't acknowledge the gift bag that I brought. She pointed where I could put the flowers. I opened the watermelon container. She ate it.
Watching TV, there was a kid throwing a tantrum because she wanted something. Mom has to tell a story of how I wanted something and told hir I would throw a fit if I didn't get it. She said, "go ahead sister and throw a fit." I looked at her with no words. It was time for me to leave.
Whatever..............