Someone I love so much...

Someone I love so much made me feel guilty and ashamed. To her, it seemed the whole world was coming apart because I had not fit into her ideal. She was but a child throwing a temper tantrum, for a decision her younger sister made as a grown adult would. I couldn’t help but to feel obligated to attend her Christmas celebration with her kids and family. The simple fact of it was practically and what I wanted to do; the later being more important. For years, I had shadowed either behind my parents or my sisters, based on what they wanted or expected me to do.  “You think you are so much better than everyone else!” Those were the words that I received from my loving sister, upon telling I was going to skip her gathering this year. I thought, “OK, I’ll do the right thing. I’ll call and tell her I’m not coming.” But no, I was not confronted with understanding or even a civil discussion. No, I was put in my place to feel as if I now owed something to someone.