I ask myself sometimes why god kept us apart for so long? We were only kids and we were brought together by the adults around us (My mother and our father). Did she blame me for all the bad things that happened to her here? I remember my mom and dad used to argue about the two of us, my mom taking my side and dad taking hers. I know my mom always blamed her for everything that happened. I remember my sister denying something and my mom saying don't lie I seen you do it through the window. I told my mom it was me and she insisted it was my sister. I knew she was lying about seeing her through the window because I knew that I did it. Still she spanked my sister. It was like that all of the time. The worse was one morning when it was my sisters turn to put the dishes away before we went to school and my dad rushed us so she didn't have time. When we got home my mom told her she was going to get hit 500 times for every dish in the dish rack. She took her in the kitchen and counted the dishes and then took her to the bedroom and made her strip her pants off and beat her. She proceeded to beat her until she passed out from the craziness. After she woke up she hugged her and babied her and begged her not to tell my dad and she never did. My sister always tried to make her happy. I'm not sure she ever did. I do know that when she came back to live with us when she was 14 she actually put my mom in the nut ward. I don't think she did it on purpose but I think she felt no guilt for doing so. I always thought she blamed me for what my mom did to her because my mom never punished me to the extreme that she was punished. I wish I could tell her how sorry I am that I never told my dad until it was much too late (20 years). I wish I could tell her that even when she was gone she always had a voice here. I always defended her even though it took so long for me to tell what happened to her.
I remember the day I told my dad. It was after I found her the last time. He had been trying to call her and she wouldn't return his calls. Him and I were driving to Columbus and he was basically telling me that like always she was ignoring him and if that was the way she wanted it, fine. I then explained to him what had happened to her and he ask me, " how did I not see it?" Not sure what happened between them then I think he just showed up at her house. But from there on they were reconciled. He always thought that her mom had turned her against him and she always thought he didn't care enough to stick up for her. Lack of communication cost them many years of happiness.
I remember the day I told my dad. It was after I found her the last time. He had been trying to call her and she wouldn't return his calls. Him and I were driving to Columbus and he was basically telling me that like always she was ignoring him and if that was the way she wanted it, fine. I then explained to him what had happened to her and he ask me, " how did I not see it?" Not sure what happened between them then I think he just showed up at her house. But from there on they were reconciled. He always thought that her mom had turned her against him and she always thought he didn't care enough to stick up for her. Lack of communication cost them many years of happiness.
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