I love my sister. I start with that, because I need the reminder.
My sister is a difficult person to get along with at times. I think she means well, but her reactions and sometimes her statements are just plain rude. I've been doing everything I can think of to smooth the bumps out in our relationship. Here's the sad part: relationships are a two-way street. I can smooth my side out all I want, but the second she gets in her car and drives over the bumps on her side, she'll still be unhappy. She might even find a way to try to blame it on me. Ok, this analogy is clearly hyperbolic. Maybe even a little hyperbolic to the extreme.
I don't want to get into too many details, because they aren't important. I just need to remember that I love her, she's still growing, and she has grown up a lot. For every hard moment, there are actually two or three easier moments, which is an immense improvement over our interactions in the past. We used to have the opposite. Can you imagine two or three hard moments for each easier moment? Oy.
Anyways, I love my sister. I'm trying. Here's hoping she'll try a little harder, too.
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