what if i just pretended i never left? *whistles innocently*
so, i just found out that my ex-step-sister died last night in a motorcycle accident. even though her mother and my mother haven't been partners since i was in high school, our families have stayed in pretty close contact through our mothers. it was a shock when my mom called with the news this morning.
this particular ex-step-sister is/was my age and we spent our middle school/high school years together. there's a lot of history there. some of it good, some of it bad, most of it neutral. we never existed in the same circles--she was always the popular one, i was the nerd with her nose in a book. but we got along well enough. we were kids together and that means something, even if i'm not really sure what.
i went back and forth on whether or not to go to her funeral (in Maryland), but even though i am sad and feel a little lost about it, it's really not going to work out for me to go. and i think i'm okay with that. i will do some sort of ceremony myself for her here.
this particular ex-step-sister is/was my age and we spent our middle school/high school years together. there's a lot of history there. some of it good, some of it bad, most of it neutral. we never existed in the same circles--she was always the popular one, i was the nerd with her nose in a book. but we got along well enough. we were kids together and that means something, even if i'm not really sure what.
i went back and forth on whether or not to go to her funeral (in Maryland), but even though i am sad and feel a little lost about it, it's really not going to work out for me to go. and i think i'm okay with that. i will do some sort of ceremony myself for her here.