It is the pebble in the still pond, the thought.
You thought of her birthday Copa.
When was the last time you thought of sisters birthday, and sent a note?
It is what I have gone through with Attilla too, Copa.
To understand her as my antagonist in many things, but again, to feel a compassion for her, as my sister, my family.
If I see her as she has done to me, I am not really seeing the full picture.
I have come to learn that I have an empathy for her, that her actions have come from an emptiness inside of her.
It wasn't that I didn't matter, it was her feelings about herself, all along.
"She doth protest too much, me thinks."
How sad, to live ones life, thinking to have the upper hand, control, dominance as all important.
Yet there are endearing qualities to her.
I shall focus on this.The good I see in her. But, I shan't forget to guard myself as well.
Perhaps she has changed? Perhaps not. But you have changed, Copa, you have grown from this.
It was a beautiful thought Copa.
You thought of her birthday and you sent a loving note. That is what counts. Your actions, from you.
I wonder too, if sister has come from and empty place, as Attilla has? The need to have the upper hand, to have control. What did she walk away with? It is sad.
That you came back and cared for your mother as a loving daughter, that is a memory you can hold dear.
This is why I do not need to ask my mom for anything. My sister has the need for this, and that. I do not. It would be nice, but I do not need things as Attilla feels she does. It is not a contest to me, or a reflection of my moms love.
It is sad to me that there is an emptiness needed to be filled in such a way.
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Good for you Copa. Simply marvelous.
leafy
