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Goodbye, angel
Sep. 18th, 2003 08:08 amMy sister (sometimes known as Lunar Angel, and sometimes not) is moving to Olympia to go to Evergreen State College today.
We've both been home for most of the last year, but we haven't spent enough time together. I really regret that. I went out (ballroom) dancing with her and mom and mom's SO last night. Mom's SO can make almost any dance partner look good, including me, but with Miss Angel they don't quite look like they're touching the floor. I'd only seen them dancing in the dining room before.
She's always intimidated me, struck me as the cool one, the sharp one. She wears her opinions on her sleeve, she's aggressive, she's graceful, she does stuff with her hair. I've been shy of hanging out with her, and she's irritated by shy. I regret that I haven't spent longer with her.
But we've seen each other a fair amount, and it's been good...
And now I'm crying a LOT. I'm watching us grow up and move out, and all three daughters are almost certainly never going to live under one roof again (Christmas doesn't count). I have a surprising amount of grief for that prospect.
We've both been home for most of the last year, but we haven't spent enough time together. I really regret that. I went out (ballroom) dancing with her and mom and mom's SO last night. Mom's SO can make almost any dance partner look good, including me, but with Miss Angel they don't quite look like they're touching the floor. I'd only seen them dancing in the dining room before.
She's always intimidated me, struck me as the cool one, the sharp one. She wears her opinions on her sleeve, she's aggressive, she's graceful, she does stuff with her hair. I've been shy of hanging out with her, and she's irritated by shy. I regret that I haven't spent longer with her.
But we've seen each other a fair amount, and it's been good...
And now I'm crying a LOT. I'm watching us grow up and move out, and all three daughters are almost certainly never going to live under one roof again (Christmas doesn't count). I have a surprising amount of grief for that prospect.
