tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post3742445112544812189..comments2024-03-28T07:55:14.406+01:00Comments on Interim arrangements: Sabinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-81679859872495508462015-05-31T21:31:32.981+02:002015-05-31T21:31:32.981+02:00Thank you for your insightful comments.
We have h...Thank you for your insightful comments. <br />We have had "that talk", my sister and I, we tried for a while to be friends, even imagined living together in old age should we both be widowed and alone. But no, it will never work. <br />Without that family bond, we would not make an effort to get to know each other should we meet as strangers. We admit that much. Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-18019086730266599142015-05-30T14:16:46.517+02:002015-05-30T14:16:46.517+02:00This is such a powerful piece of writing. I ache f...This is such a powerful piece of writing. I ache for the lost closeness with your sister. I wonder how she'd respond if you shred with her the things you've written here. Maybe she doesn't realize how much you see her and are grateful to her. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-4183464237267020032015-05-28T20:12:50.844+02:002015-05-28T20:12:50.844+02:00You give me much to think and feel about when you ...You give me much to think and feel about when you write about the nature of your family and share your insights. I am the oldest of three sisters -- born in 1949, 1951, and 1954. We are not close, but my sisters are closer to each other than they are to me and always have been. So many undercurrents. When our mother was alive, my focus was on how difficult our relationship was. After she died, I became aware of how difficult the relationship with our father was. Before he died, it occurred to me that after he died the focus might shift to my sisters. It has. This shift has been the most painful. I was never like a mother to my sisters because that was what my mother wanted me to be in her many absences, and I rebelled. My youngest sister resents me to this day for not being the sister our mother told her I should be. I felt protective of my sisters but lived in fear of being hit by our mother. Only once did I stand up to my mother as she was hitting my youngest sister. In anger, I went into the bathroom where my sister was crouching on the floor, being pounded on by our mother, and said in a cold angry voice, "Don't you ever hit my sister again," and she stopped hitting her. That was when I was 18 years old, and my sister was 13 years old. I was home from my first quarter of college. It was Christmastime. Being away from my family had given me courage that I hadn't had before. My middle sister says that our mother only hit her once, and that "she deserved it." None of us deserved to be hit, ever. Sisters. amhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-79877966033207384062015-05-28T16:55:06.239+02:002015-05-28T16:55:06.239+02:00This is such a beautiful post. I keep trying to wr...This is such a beautiful post. I keep trying to write something here that conveys how moving this is, but I keep failing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-58085301786751362232015-05-28T10:31:39.500+02:002015-05-28T10:31:39.500+02:00As a mother who can only stand at watch daughters ...As a mother who can only stand at watch daughters negotiate this difficult relationship - I feel for yours (though it's oddly comforting to know I'm not the only one who has had to stand aside and let you sort if out for yourselves!JOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03127111575563904349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-10719313033772443512015-05-27T23:13:44.024+02:002015-05-27T23:13:44.024+02:00This touched me deeply and explains a lot about a ...This touched me deeply and explains a lot about a relationship I have with my brother. I was the elder. Go from there. <br />We are getting closer now though, ever since our mother has died. <br />This is an amazingly beautiful post. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.com