Blog Day 7
Dump your mental and emotional purse all over the table that is your blog. Don't sort it, don't apologize for it. Just take an inventory, in list form, and let the old tissues and 20 year old mints fall where they may.
So I don't think I have any mental and emotional issues, 20 years old or not. I've pretty much resolved all my old issues...well, most of them. I still get a little irritated at my sister for being selfish about certain things. She's 14 years older than me, knew my mom well before my mom died (I was 3 and a half years old), has many sentimental things that were my mom's (and grandmother's) that she won't share, took my childhood dolls from me years ago saying they were hers first and she wanted them back, and kept harassing me until she got them, trying to make it easier by telling me she would give me one or two of them once she "restored" them. That was 35 years ago. She tried selling 5 of them at my brother, Gary's, estate sale, and when I saw them I said "You'd rather sell these than give me even one of them", and she didn't say anything.
Don't get me wrong, she's so giving in other ways. She shares holiday meals, lends money, offers support and comfort in down times, etc. etc., but with me we just have this "thing". I've always put her up on a pedistal, wanting to be like her. She married young, had 2 children, and got to stay home and be the mom and do the house thing. She made clothes from scratch, baked, cooked, kept her home nice, all the Martha Stewart things I always wanted to do. So I always looked up to her like a role model. But the doll thing set me straight. We are not rude to each other, call each other once a month or so, visit during holidays, etc. but she still has that "thing" where she just will not share certain things with me. Don't know why, don't really care any more, but it's still there.
My only other emotional thing is that there is not enough time to do all the things I want to do, and not enough money to go to all the places I want to go...other than that, I'm good.
In the process of organizing papers and embellishments...Whatamess!

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