Sibling

My sister left today, after 2 months of sharing a room and a toilet, fighting over laptop time, BS-sessions and talks.

On my wall she leaves 3 notes, scribbled with her handwriting- a prayer and advice she feels is necessary.

I returned to my room, a little empty of her things normally strewn around, watching the dusk light filter serenely through the open windows. But even as I stand observing, a breeze enters the room, letting me savour it's gentle caress. Like a reminder that everything's going to be alright..

Unconditionally. despite all that has happened sis. just a blemish to sibling-ness.

I shall draw strength from all that was said and listened to.

Marilyn: 'sometimes, its just one of those periods where you just have to grow up instantly'