I was sitting here this morning having (McDonald’s) breakfast with Ginnie and opened Facebook. There among the fish and flower and cause requests was a friend suggestion. About my sister.

My sister who hasn’t spoken to me in years and I don’t know why. My sister tends to slam the door on people who piss her off, without ever actually telling them why. Years ago she called me begging to take her kid because she couldn’t handle her anymore. I did. I had Brittany for a couple of happy years and I did my damndest to not trash her stupid mother for choosing a man over her own daughter. (He’s a complete ass, BTW) Miss B eventually went back to her mother and Beth hasn’t really spoken to me since. When I flew to Florida for my Father’s open-heart surgery, we were all in the same waiting room for 10 hours and she never spoke to me or looked at me. Not even when I asked her point-blank what her problem was. Whatever.

Not that we were ever close. There have been maybe 3 years in our entire lives that we could be considered friends. We fought like badgers growning up and I’ve pretty much scorned every life decision she’s ever made – and there were some doozies. Maybe she just can’t handle my honesty when I think she’s making another mistake. Look in a mirror lady, you don’t need me to point out what you’re doing wrong.

Whatever. It took me a while to figure out it was a “friend suggestion” from my cousin Jackie, rather than Beth actually asking to be friends. I’ll pass, Jackie. If she wants to suddenly be friends, let’s leave that up to her to ask. Which leads me to wonder what Jackie’s up to. Was that click not thought out at all, or does she think a stupid friend request on Facebook will change years of alienation? Hot nardly.

Edited: Cousin Jackie has informed me she didn’t realize how bad the situation was and had only clicked the connection link without really thinking about it, knowing Beth was new to Facebook and wouldn’t know anyone. I’m not and was never pisssed at Jackie.

Originally published at Spellwight.