I Can’t Imagine

Helping

or pleasing

became an

odd dance.

We wanted to make her

comfortable,

never to impose with

unwanted smells

Or silently suffered

board games that we

imagined she didn’t really want

to play.

But after being told

to pick which movie

for the 100th time,

she got sick of it.

She hated being the

center

of attention, being an

object

of pity.

And yet,

God forbid

you pick something

she didn't like.

She was

moody, but had a

pretty good

excuse.

Like I said,

an odd dance.

We tried to give her

lots of room.

I still

can't imagine

being her.

I still

can't imagine

being us.

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Is there anything that helps you repair those inevitable moments of tension between you and your sibling during this difficult time? Do you find yourself letting more “slide” than you would have in the past? If your sibling is now cancer-free, do you find yourself still giving them a “pass,” or has your relationship dynamic balanced out again? Let me know below.