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June 25, What would you say to your estranged older sister as she lay dying in her hospital bed? How do you find closure after years of fighting and abuse?
The night my sister turned 49 my father called to tell me she was throwing up blood. When he said I should come to the hospital, as soon as you can, I told him I would have to think about it. I heard my dad repeating my question, my sister replying in noises that sounded like a tiny animal.
Her answer was yes. But when I sat down to breathe and steady myself and not think of my sister dancing to her Rod Stewart records, I remembered the last time we had spoken. Just a few months ago, when she realized the melanoma would probably take her life.
The conversation started off well, us joking about her new stubs of silver hair and how only Jamie Lee Curtis could pull off a look like that, but within minutes we were back to the way we had been for so long. There never had to be a real reason. She said I was selfish.
I called her destructive. Someone hung up mid-sentence.
It would take almost a year to remember that someone had been me. What kinds of limits, if any, are appropriate to set for a person who is dying? They say they hate each other. Kim was nine years older than I was and had spent most of her young adult life standing in for our motherwho was too ill, both physically and mentally, to care for my brother and me.
My parents divorced when my sister was 15, and it always felt as if a new marriage had taken that place.
Every decision in our home needed the approval of Team Mom and Kim. Our mother was controlling, at times abusive when it came to my sister. If Kim took a phone call in another room my mom would enlist me to spy.
At age 16, just three years after my brother joined the Army, I left home to live with my boyfriend. When our mother died, my sister tried hard to navigate her way as a person our Mom no longer needed. But the damage was deep.
Over the years we would replace our fragile bond with the chaos of our past.
Without our mother to choreograph the dance of Good Daughter Bad Daughter, my sister and I lost our footing. Our visits would turn into shouting matches, phone calls lead to finger pointing and blame. I went into therapy, and my sister developed a serious drug habit. Opportunities to mend our relationship were met with her wanting only to talk about our past, how much she missed our mother, how selfish I was for sometimes not missing her at all.
I was in a coffee shop with a friend during this phone call. I went outside to light up a cigarette but started crying instead.
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Everyone at some point has received this advice. But what if that person is your only sister? What if one day you start summing things up and realize, that although circumstances come from choices, she really did have it shitty, and that any day now she is due to leave your life forever?
I made the choice to go to the hospital, and I was scared out of my mind. Even when she was using drugs my sister was a powerhouse of achievement.
She kept her home spotless, her makeup flawless. She handled the demands as lead manager for a huge apartment complex. No matter how many chemicals my sister had in her system she was always able to kick my ass at Tetris.
I knew her mind was strong and stubborn.This page collects all of the “who sang that song” and “who sings that song” questions on one page, along with the answers to those questions. So if you’re wondering who sings (fill in the blank here), this is the place to find out.
I can only hope the things I do, say and write bring you happiness like you have given me. You are my heart and if I can do anything to please you, I will. You mean so much to me and I'm lucky to have you. Thank You Messages to Write in a Card. Updated on May 13, Blake Flannery.
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My Final Words To My Dying Sister. By Traci Foust. June 25, The night my sister turned 49 my father called to tell me she was throwing up blood. “They think the cancer’s spread to her stomach,” he said. I hadn’t wished her a happy birthday. We’d barely spoken for nearly 12 years.
Undeterred, Chu decided to write a personal letter to the band’s members — Chris Martin, Guy Berryman, Jonny Buckland and Will Champion — and explained why he wanted the song in his movie.