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After I confirmed my sister’s death, I needed to tell my mother and brother.
I don’t get along with either. I try and avoid my mother. I had not spoken with my brother since our father’s memorial service 22 years ago.
But, they deserved to know my sister had died.
My sister was 14 when my mother married my father, and their relationship was always stereotypical step-mother/step-daughter like, even if I’m sure my mother would resent my saying that.

So, I dialed that phone number I haven’t used since my father died in 2000. My phone says the following call was 3 minutes long. It seemed longer.
It turns out my cousin Carolyn has not yet died, but I thought she had at the time of this call.
I’m writing down what I remember for future reference.
( The phone call )

I've got a lot of strong feels about yesterday's events at the capitol of my country.
Not good ones.
But, I don't have the words right now.
One of the things that really bothers me is how it ended.
"Looks like they're going off to Olive Garden for dinner now," one commentator said on CNN as they started to disperse about the time it got dark.
If you commit treason through armed sedition and assault a branch of government, you should not get endless breadsticks at the end of the day.
You need to be in jail.

I remember how mad I was when I found the suit she bought me on the list of things I had to pay back. She offered to buy me that suit when I needed a job. And, every choice there was for it she said "get the better choice, after all I'm paying for it". I never would have bought the more expensive options if I had known I was footing the bill.
I guess I should be happy I was only charged prime rate on interest instead of credit card rates...
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