Oh, Yeah, THAT'S Why

Momma's in California visiting my siblings. I was invited to go along, but declined because I was supposed to be seeing the boy, but also, and a bit more importantly, it would involve visiting my family.

Now, don't get me wrong. I love my brother and my sister. My sister and I are pretty close, my brother and I aren't as close. I think this is because I'm more like my brother than my sister, so I don't need to talk with him as often. (Yeah, that's the nice reason. But there's really no point in delving any further than that on this public forum, is there?)

My siblings don't particularly get along, and there's been a rift between them that's going on just over two years. This is sad, but there's nothing I can do about it, except for when they finally decide to get over it, I can knock their heads together for ruining my law school graduation. (This thought satisfies me more than it should.)

Anyhoo...

In the course of trying to figure out who's ferrying Momma from my sister's place to my brother's place, a tiff has arisen. It astounds me that a car ride can create strife, but heck, this is my family after all, and we're special.

My sister called me today to vent her frustrations, and I can see why she's upset. There was a time, not that long ago, that I would have immediately called my brother and try to broker a peace. But this isn't my fight, and I don't want to be in it, and I don't want to have a twenty-four-hour conversation on hurts from the past, and in my attempt to protect myself, I have most likely annoyed my sister with my refusal to get involved.