At one time my sister and I were very close. We did everything together. We went shopping, not only for clothing but for groceries or anything we needed. We would spent whole weekends together.
When I was still in High School, she would come and get me 1/2 way through the day so we could spend time together. Since she had her own apartment by that time.
Here's what a typical day would be like for us. Get up feed our husband's. Call each other, plan the day and decide who was driving. Pick up and start the shopping day. Do whatever we needed to do. Eat lunch together. Laugh so much that our stomachs hurt. Drop off groceries at one house or the others and have the husband's meet us for dinner. Either we'd go out or fix it together at one of our houses. This continued even after the birth of her two children.
Then one day, it was over. No more phone calls. When I called her, it was let me get back to you or I need to check my calendar and she never would. I continued to call her, invite them over for years, that's how long it took for me to take the hint that she didn't want me in her life. She gave me no explanation. Just cut, not just me but my husband also, out of their lives. We didn't do anything, I did get her to admit that to me.
She even managed to turn all our mutual friends against us. No one would return our calls or if we did get a hold of them they were always busy. Those people we gave up on a lot quicker than my sister.
So that was how it was at one time. A very loving relationship and than she stopped caring one day. My husband describes her as a cold fish. Someone that uses others until she has no more use for them and than discards them. He could not understand why I kept trying all those years to connect with her. Why I repeatedly let her hurt me. Why I cried every time she brushed me off again and again.
I guess it just took time for me to harden my heart to her. She is my sister after all, she's suppose to love me.
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