I am perturbed.
I have had more conversation via email with my sister today than I have IN THE LAST FOUR YEARS, and that includes 3 visits face to face.
We are not close. We are as different as chalk and cheese, but we get on pretty well from a distance (her arms aren’t long enough) .
It started when I sent a bumper envelope Down South for Mother’s Day and some up-coming birthdays before and after to save a bit on postage.
Little note here, her messages never start ‘Dear’ and (if I’m lucky) end ‘Kind regards’ rather than ‘Love’, so I now reply in kind.
Sis sent me an email to say they had arrived and asked if we were OK (practically a first) .
I replied yes, and that at least I was off the crutches.
She replied with one word ‘CRUTCHES’?
To which I responded ‘ Mum didn’t tell you about getting the emergency services to me and being admitted to A&E either then’.
It would appear that although my Mum lives with her, they don’t talk much, especially about me (no surprise there actually) .
Last month, I sent Mum a letter as an email attachment to my sister to explain about recent events and our boomerang bug rather than send a letter in the post and pass any germs on.
Sis says she doesn’t read Mum’s letters (yet funnily enough she read the last one I sent via cyber space as she commented on it) .
After I had referred her back to Feb’s letter and (re) told her the basics of what had happened, her reply was that she hadn’t been well herself, going into detail of blood tests and X-rays, plus problems and repairs to her house (all stuff I’d heard before on our last visit) . She has osteoarthritis in her feet but ‘soldiers on’ because she has to ‘look after Mum’ and walk the dog.
Getting back on to the familiar footing of what was going on at her end of the country and her tales of woe (she tends to be a bit of a drama queen) , I am waiting for the punch line.
I so love this cartoon!
Sis is rarely nice to me, let alone interested in our well-being or lives unless she wants something, be it sympathy, hero-worship or whatever.
Incidentally, other than the letter thing, there was no mention of Mum, her health or well-being in any of her 6 messages, AT ALL. So much for letting me know how she is as letters only go one way.
I wonder what will be in my In-box tomorrow.
If you think I’m bitter about it, let’s just say lemons are sweeter 🙂
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