Trip To BWI this Thursday.
Have not seen the house since the upgrade with an elevator and updated den due to the water pipes bursting. It is never, ever easy or calm at my sister's home. Sometimes, when she has tea with a friend, the pace slows down, a wee bit of conversation back and forth. But other than that, it is about loudness, bla bla-ing. Don't get me wrong, I do love these people very much.
But, even though my sister and I grew up in the same household, we grew up to be very, very different types of people.
I love writing, listening a great jazz music. I am quiet. I do not mingle well in crowds. I get tense and start interrupting the conversation. Then, I feel like such an outsider, that I never fit in anywhere.
I am different, I know it, I love that about myself, I am kooky, weird,artsy, tree hugging, non-confrontive, want to make strangers laugh.
Wish me well. Don't get too serious. Stay calm. Reflect on Judy and how to help her.
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