Slightly stirred.
My sister, who basically raised me when my mother died , and who is basically my go to person and backbone is moving back home to the Middle East.
Im so sad. Yes, I said it, and Im so not one to write blogs about personal personal personal shit. But hot damn, It just hit me.
Since she told me a month ago, I have been playing it to the side, like its a joke. So naturally the "I dont want to accept it" side in me has been in denial.
Until I went to her condo tonight, and it hit me. All the boxes, luggage, and posters on the every wall in every room to remind her of appointments, what to pack and all that jazz [she's a Dr. Shes O.C.D, and I got it from her]
Im really #@!$ed up over this , and between the night I have had, this was the icing on the cake. Im guilty of not telling those closest to me how much I love them and care for them, and my sister has been a victim of that. And now that shes about to go, Its like I just want to run to her and try not to cry and tell her not to go.
Sigh. Now the fam is really scattered.
So now, Im shook, stirred, and scattered.