Sister

She is coming back again tomorrow, before she leaves again in three weeks. I went shopping today, bought some fruits and other food to make for her. I get so excited when she comes, I clean, I cook...I make sure she feels good and safe and "at-home" when she comes, whatever that means. I know the term "home" was stolen from her dictionary this year, so unjustifiably--she has said it so many times, in so many ways.

I do everything to make sure that I can make up for what I failed to do for her parents.

I do so much out of guilt...