Sista, you've been on my mind..

I used to think the saddest part about losing a family member was the fact that they could never come back. It's really sad when people die.
What's sadder is when people aren't dead, but they just choose to eliminate you from their lives like you're a speck of dirt they washed from their clothes.

That's how I feel right now. I don't think I would have ever thought my sister would stop speaking to me the way she did. Not a sign or a warning. One week she was all jolly over the phone, the following weeks it was just me calling...calling calling calling with no answer. Come to find out, she's answering everyone else's calls, but she's not answering mine.
I'm hurt. It hurts to think that the woman I look up to is ignoring for what reason? Only God knows because I truly don't.

I'm frustrated. I was on this whole "eff this, eff that" kick. Life was great. After all the grief Dad caused us & the depression she helped me get through, I thought we were great. I felt great. I felt like a heroine. Now I feel defeated.

sighs...
Thats all I'm doing. Breathing in, breathing out, and living my life.
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On a lighter note..
Going HOME to NY tomorrow!!!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL! Hope the turkeys, the pumpkin pies, the mac & cheese, and the cornbread [among other things] are good!