The thing with sisters - or maybe it's just my particular sisters - is they want to do everything together. If one of us doesn't want to go, it's enough to inspire the other two to not want to go either, and the whole plan falls apart. Sometimes it's great. You never have to do anything alone. Sometimes it's bad though because if something would be good for them and not me, if I don't go, then won't get the benefit of going because they want to stay with me.
I'm kind of over fire family dinners. For no reason, really. I just don't feel it anymore. Nobody tells me anything about Topher I don't know already. For a while hearing stories about what he was like at work hurt, and then for a long time it felt good like being wrapped in a verbal hug. Now it just makes me want him back.
I just don't want to go anymore.
10:21pm update: I went anyway. Don't know what was wrong with me this morning. Who else can walk into so many different homes and feel at home in almost all of them? It was a lot of fun. Was given a good recipe for meatballs. Got to play with a cat. Was taught how to use a fireplace. I'm really glad I went.
2 comments:
I like when that happens. The thing I'm dreading turns out to be fun. Glad that happened for you.
I guess there are times emotion clouds our judgements. Sometimes, if we are lucky enough, in the end,GOD will guide us through to the better path that would make us most content.
What we think we want might not always be what we need/deserve.
I'm glad that you enjoyed the dinner.
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