Dear Lil Sis,
Well, you are sitting next to me right now as I write this, your stinky feet way too close to my face. You and I are in Phoenix, Arizona, seeing each other for the first time since you moved away from Iowa last December, and we are visiting Dad, and his wife, S. There have been lots of inside jokes accumulating since we got here on Wednesday. It's been an interesting visit so far. Mostly because we had a huge family fight yesterday, and it was seriously so involved that it took until like, I don't know, five or six PM to resolve it, and it began pretty early in the morning. I really don't want to rehash the fight, and I know that you don't want me to, either, but for the benefit of our readers I will say that a few things have been "fixed" in our family because of the fight. For one thing, I think S feels more like family (and the fact that you know her name is a step in the right direction), which I finally understand matters to her, and for another thing, everyone's VERY clear on one fact: I don't eat onions. Yes, the entire fight arose because S cooked onions, and then I puked during her Thanksgiving dinner because of it.
But anyway. The trip has turned out better than I thought it would, and maybe what we really needed was a big blow-out fight. It's weird to think about, that a fight could be a good thing, but I guess there are times where it helps you get your feelings right out in the open or whatever, and everyone can just sift through what's been said and make some sense from it, make a plan.
Also, my writing career is starting to take off. That excites me big time. I'm talking to a few agents, I'm getting help from one of my all-time favorite writers, and I'm publishing essays in great places. So it's all very exciting. I'm also super tired all of the time because of my narcolepsy and I'm starting to fall asleep, so I'm going to sign off now. Sorry this was so boring. Your turn to take it up a notch. Let's talk about something very....not boring.
Love,
Big Sis
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