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After that phone call from the Care Home yesterday afternoon, I decided I must make another attempt to encourage my sister to visit our mother. She received me with open arms, and was happy to be able to go with me for perhaps a final visit to our mother.
I am glad we went, for a couple of days later Mother passed to the other side, at 10:30 PM, March 24, 2012
My younger sister is not homeless, but she does have an emotional problem, and she will not take the medicine prescribed for her. At times she has such weird thoughts, and believes others are spying on her or are out to harm her.
My brother took her into his home many years ago as earlier did my parents, but she created such havoc that they could not allow her to stay. She lived in her car for awhile, and then in a camping trailer in the woods, and other places where ever she could.
Finally our widowed Mother purchased a single wide used mobile home for her, and her Social Security pays for the rent in the trailer park leaving her with enough money for her drink and food.
As a child she was the most beautiful girl outwardly, but after she broke both wrists at once, she seemed to change. Mother waited on her daily and she enjoyed the attention.
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On a recent visit I took her some groceries, which she shoved back at me and told me to leave, and take my goods with me, along with a few other choice words.
I chose not to invite her to our mother's 100th Birthday celebration, because I knew how she would cause a ruckus when she saw her two grown children there. She always yelled at them and accused them of not caring about her. Naturally her children did not want to be around such a livid display, and were terribly embarrassed. It was easier for them to just stay away and they did.
My husband also stays away from her as best he can and advises me not to “punish” myself, - - but after all she is my sister !!
Even when you have those in your family who may at times seem strange or difficult to get along with - - they are still your family.
Let’s face it – we probably seem odd at times to others and it is a wonder that our family and friends put up with us.
I am so very glad that we are not the final judge of who makes it to heaven.
God certainly understands our eccentricities. Perhaps that is why He made us all so different.
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