When you miss her, it’s because it’s too late to say “I love you”

A dreary icy Saturday spotlights a bitter chill on a Suburban Cape Cod Cottage. The two-bedroom house homes a family that was once five – including a dog, but now holds four.
A 5’5” coily hazelnut haired girl lays face down on her twin sized bed. Her cheek lays flush on her lush white comforter. The opposite side of the room has a fully made day bed adorned with cushy pillows all around. On the contrary, it looks welcoming, but has a hint of cold unwelcoming air.
“I don’t miss my sister since she went away, ” Alyssa thinks to herself.
 Her mind continues to ponder…
I get time to be the only child now. It was annoying to always be compared to her.
“Alyssa you’re late getting ready for school again?!” my mom would say. “Why can’t you move faster or wake up earlier like your sister?” she’d scold.
It’s easy to not miss my sister. At night she’d giggle and smile on her phone at funny memes from her friends,
… and cute texts from her boyfriend. I’d lay in bed across the room watching her live- life – to- the- full-est while my phone felt cold and lonely with no one to even like one of my selfie posts.
I got 80 likes in one hour once, but it was a photo of both of us sisters. We had an adventurous day touring her new college campus that day. She introduced me as “Alyssa, her little sis,” I was proud of the title – especially since she finally stopped calling me her “baby sis”.
two person jumping on brown soil

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After that weekend touring her new school, I thought of how much I was going to miss her while she was away, but then  she “borrowed” my yoga mat, and didn’t put it back in its normal spot – leaving me to scramble at the last minute for my session. She thought it was funny that I was late to get my “Zen on” and laughed while driving me to my Yoga-Pilates class. I was angry. So, I went back to anticipating her time away at college in the fall.
By the end of summer, she was preparing for her new journey in life.
“Don’t forget to write!” I joked repeatedly while helping her pack.
“I’m excited for college, but…what are you going to do without me?” she somberly replied after my third jester.
“Oh…I’ll be FINE!” I enthusiastically exclaimed.
“…but who’s going to pick you up from school? Or help you with homework? Or look out for you?” She quizzed.
“oh…don’t you worry your pretty ole heart now…you git on outta here” I continued to jeer.
This week, my parents and I had Thanksgiving dinner. Her usual seat sat hollow and waiting for her goofy giggles, sarcastic smiles, and obnoxious chewing. Most college students are home this time of year with their families.  When I wished to be an only child, I didn’t wish for a drunk driver to take my big sister’s life. I do miss my sister.
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25+ and single? SLUT!

.maneater1…Sorry to say this, but once you pass 25, if you’re not married, you’re a whore. Shame on you for not settling down with the first random suitor asking for your time.maneater_2

Did I make you feel bad yet?

Well, let me remind you of the guy who asked you out, but had to double-check his funds with his baby’s mama, or the guy with no future aspirations. Hey what about the guy who plays minds games that you have no time for?

Want to reminisce about the mama’s boy? His constant conversations about Her show his lack of dating experience or that his dating experience ends with Her.

Oh think about Mr. Too Good to be True. Wasn’t it pleasant to find out he exaggerated about himself? after falling for him? All his emotional and physical baggage was stressful to pack up, but worth the load of constantly being annoyed. Right?

You could be unhappily losing now, but you chose to hold out for a guy who is appealing to your mind, lifestyle, and ambitions.

I’m sorry. I meant to call you the other word for whore: single. You’re a life loving single gal. You’ve been penalized for not being with your soulmate…yet. You have spent your time not in a relationship showing yourself love until you find your special man. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to be doing?  Other people view you as someone to pity, shame, or to leave out of plans. (hmmph!)

Just to confirm your single life reality: For the last few years of your lifesingle girl swag1

of dating and failing

you’ve been focused on your career, health, life experiences, family,  and friends. If that is close to accurate, you definitely deserve to be called a winning boss babe!

Proof of your winning status:

Advancement in your career,

that trip to Jamaica with your girls last June,

and not having to share closet space for your amazing wardrobe.

Hard working babes deserve ish like that!

Upsetting and hurtful…

“My husband and I are looking to hang out with other married couples. Not dating couples.” (the woman who said this at an all girls outing has no idea I know her secret scandals in her marriage). I won’t tell – at least- any more than I have shared here.

Okay but back to YOU…don’t change for society and other insecure broads who fear you may steal their man. Be you, but DON’T steal other broads’ men! Maintain your feminine power of being the queen of your domain: Your loft,  sexy yoga pants, and your little lap dog.

CHEERS!single girl2