I woke up this morning feeling just as I did yesterday hopeful and grateful. My sister Blanche arrival was a little bit unexpected but I'm glad she's here, its funny you know she hasn't changed one bit still acts as though she is the wealthiest woman in this earth. Although, I am glad to see her, the comments she made about my home were definitely unnecessary. Yeah, my place is not like our childhood home in Mississippi, but its home to Stanley and I. Being around Blanche made me feel like a child all over again. Blanche always was so out spoken and had to have the first and last word in a conversation. I don't know how I dealt with it for so many years, maybe I've been lying to myself for saying the real reason I left Mississippi was because I had to find myself, maybe the truth is I had to get away from Blanche before I ended up being her little lap dog that follows her every word or worst became just like her. Hearing that she lost our home, immediately brought tears to my eyes. How could she be so irresponsible, even though she was alone she carried herself in the most independent of ways. I kind of feel like Blanche did all this on purpose taking a a leave of absence from her job and losing our home. No, no Blanche wouldn't do something like that just so she wouldn't be alone and have to deal with life as a single woman, I honestly just don't know whether to be happy or cautious. With Blanche here, I believe the truth about me leaving home years ago and our distant relationships will soon come to light... I just hope I'm prepared for this.
