To My Dear Sister, Thank You for the Telescope
I’m not sure, but I think this might be the worst thing a sister could do to her own. This sister, who is an Aunt to her other’s two daughters and one son. Even worse, this sister who learned all about it from their Mother. Charming.
The information happened in stages. Actually, I should correct myself. I’m not sure if our Mother knew the third part, but that is irrelevant. This is about ME.
I can’t believe she didn’t tell me any of this. Much more her “excuses.”
My youngest niece moved about a three hour drive from where I live. This was several months ago. Then she got married approximately two months ago. After the marriage had settled in for a while with both of them, they planned to move across the country.
I never see my nieces and nephew. They love me so much, as I do them. At least I’ve always been told that IN THE PAST. What of the love of my sister she always said she had for me in the past?
Oh, that pretty much disappeared years ago.
So I thought I’d just give her a ding to chat recently. “Hey, what’s up?” I had actually forgotten what Mom had even told me–until the end of our conversation.
Of course I asked why didn’t she tell me about the wedding! I let her moving well before aside because the wedding was more important. If nothing more it would have been nice to meet the Groom!
“Oh, well, I’ve told SO many people I couldn’t even REMEMBER anymore! And there were so many problems with transportation! My car’s a piece of junk and couldn’t make it so we were switching cars all over the place to try and get everybody there. And, oh my god! Her Mother-In-Law just took over everything at the last minute, so it was a TOTAL nightmare! So after everything calms down, they’re moving to (said Province.”)
So now we’ve got the stunning excuses but the REAL BOMB at the end.
People, Canada is a very large Country. For me to fly to where she’s going takes the same time for me to fly to London, England.
That’s just the epicenter within the Province as well. It could take me longer for several other places that would require Transferred Flights to get them.
I’ve been there before. Once it was about seven hours due to a delay of a Transfer. I just sat in the Airport and got drunk to amuse myself. It was late at night and there was nothing else to do!
I kept my cool and made a joke that it was a good thing they were moving if her Mother-In-Law was going to be like that! My sister just laughed and agreed.
My heart is breaking as I’m writing this.
So we stopped chatting and I decided it was time, after so long, to unleash the damn Elephant in the Room! Email!
However. Kid Gloves! Time to really use my writing to the Max! So push those words out properly. Bend, twist, roll, turn them upside down but not a complete 360° Get into her head.
Keep it brief, no drama, non-confrontational, nice and even, and toss out the Elephant. Hopefully get it through her thick skull, I will not be her personal little punching bag any longer. That’s also apart from this story.
I told her “it was a bit of an ouch” that she didn’t tell me. I would like to think that being all of her kid’s Aunt, I’d be at the top of the list of people to tell.
I continued that we were so close years ago, but I didn’t think we were anymore (ELEPHANT!!!) That was alright though. Things change. If we weren’t so close, then at least we can be honest about it and have peace.
Oh, wait. I must have forgotten. There were two Elephants? That final statement was the one that could barely FIT in the room.
No response, naturally. Some kind of blame placed on me for something, naturally. That’s fine.
I’ll take my own blame for everything I ever did to hurt us. But I’m not putting up with her abuse anymore.
I still feel a bit scared of her, but I feel some relief now, too.
Nonetheless, I’m staying far, far away. Even if that means never speaking to her again.
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