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Dear sister, to grow up in the same house with you should have been a great experience. To have someone to share my thoughts and dreams with, someone to tell my secrets to. To have someone on my side should have been wonderful, unless you have a sister like, well like you. Telling you a secret is like telling the whole world, or at least half of it. Our father had a total of 8 kids, to only have the chance to grow up with you and our brother, we became close. You and I are 3 years apart, so we were still able to like the same things, hang around the same people . I loved you sister like no one could imagine You were my best friend. There was no one like you, and as the years went by with the changing of the sun and moon, my dear sister you changed with it. We became mere strangers, having to communicate because we lived in the same house, but I couldn't trust you. You became someone so unrecognizable that I didn't even like looking at you . Who are you to judge me? Who are you to decide that you are better than me? Who are you to think that you were the favorite? Sister I wanted to hate you, I really did. You were my sister so I couldn't hate you, but no one said I had to like you which I didn't and still don't. When you decided to take my niece and move out of state, although I loved her, I wasn't sad to see you go. Truth is my life became simpler, not having to prove myself to you. Not having you looking over my shoulder and not having you in my face constantly, became a blessing to me. I love you, do not doubt that. When you call me, most of the time I don't want to talk to you. Why? because as soon as I tell you something about what's going on in my life, I can see it even over the phone, that disapproving stare and that holier than thou attitude. I don't like telling you anything anymore and it hurts sister, do you know that? To know that you and I are as estranged as we are, kills me. I wanted you to get to know your niece, and I wanted us to at least be friends. I am sure it hurts our mother to see us like this, because we both know we were not raised to turn out like this. Maybe we will never be close again, I don't even know if I want to be, but I want you to know that I love you sister and I always will. I think about the times we did have together and catch myself smiling at the thoughts, and then I wonder what happened to us? I may never know the answer to that, but I know that no one is guaranteed tomorrow so I will take what we did have and always cherish it. goodbye dear sister.

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