So, my mother received a phone call today. My sister is coming home for the first time in almost two years. The reason why she hasn't come home? Because she didn't want to be around me. Because I'm gay. She wants to do with me. It has been like that since October 7, 2007. I remember that date because it was a Sunday and she ruined an episode of Desperate Housewives for me lol
Anyway, we haven't talked in over a year. She has finally decided to come home. I want to love her again, and part of me still does. However, how can you love someone that specifically asks you not to be there? So, for my Christmas Day, I will be spending it with my 2nd family....the Thompsons. I'm grateful to be able to spend Christmas with them. My parents hate that it has to be like this, but I still want them to see their grand kids and daughter. So, this'll be my fractured Christmas....pleasant isn't it?