I have 2 sisters. One I really don’t know well and from what I have come to know, well I don’t want to know her. I don’t delight in the misfortunes of others and anyone that does just can’t be in my life.
The other sister, was creative, funny, always saw the positive, very compassionate and did the most amazing calligraphy lettering.
I used to be very close to until the late 1980’s when she become someone I really didn’t know anymore.
I couldn’t trust her to be truthful with me about anything and then she started stealing my identity and she fell hard into drugs to the point she abandoned both her children and was prostituting herself.
I’ve gotten one letter from her during yet another brief time of sobriety that never lasts and had probably two conversations with her in the past 20 years. I have to just reconcile myself that the sister I had so much fun with, could count on for anything and really was my sister – is for all intents and purposes dead.

Size : 6-inches by 9-inches
Ink, watercolor on 140lb cold pressed paper.
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