So my sister is here to visit. It’s the first time our family has got together like a family in years, at least 3, maybe 4 years. No wait, it’s 5, so not since I left to Florida for my job.
My sister is going through some personal problems. She’s not talking about them but it’s partially why she’s here. I think she’s in a somewhat vulnerable place so she just wants to come back to somewhere she feels loved or appreciated. She hasn’t talked about it with me, but she just wants that feeling and I’m happy to give it to her. It is actually pleasant to have her around.
But my parents… Look, I know that the restaurant is the big part of their lives and that it’s a source of great worry and stress, but it really can’t be the first thing they talk about when she gets home. Well, my parents were arguing about it with each other. There was a bit of initial welcoming, and then the usual arguing about whose fault it is the restaurant isn’t doing well.
I get that you don’t really want to talk about, you know, that 3 year gap that she and my mom hadn’t talked to each other, but still. At some level my mother just doesn’t trust her because she thinks my sister tells everything to our uncle she doesn’t like.
And… they’re just so oblivious. They’re not really listening to her. Not that they’re good at listening to me either, but I don’t need it.