I love my two sisters. It is funny...I didn't like them much when I was a kid. Then I was close to one and not the other. Then sometime after when my kids were growing up I became close to the other also. It was like I never knew her before and how could I have not known these things about her. I was amazed that we liked the same things and had plenty in common. And we "talk" all the time since the invention or popularity of instant messaging on computer in the early 90s. First ICQ then AIM and now text messages. Plus we talk, email, and blog constantly. Now, I only wish I could get the other to open up to me. I don't know what happened. We still talk but not like we used to.
My mom and dad split up when I was 9 years old. The marriage was pure hell for them and me. Yes, me! I had to hear my mom crying late at night because my father was out after work doing god knows what. (Well, we know cheating was going on). When he was around it was pure hell. I walked on eggshells and was sick to my stomach most of the time. My father acted like he just hated my mom. I didn't feel like he liked me much either. I was the only reason that they even got married. There was so much fighting, crying, and my mother had breakdowns, and I had to hear my father force my mother into sex acts. It was all quite sickening. So when he did leave for good, it was a relief! Although, I was pissed at them both. Why the hell did they even get married? It was the end of the 60s and my father grew up with strict religious parents who instilled in him that if you knock a girl up; you marry her. So, that's what he did. And that was so NOT the right thing to do. Although, if he
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