Ahhhh...my sister. Thank god I just have the one. Does that tell you anything about how this post will go??
My sister and I were both adopted. We could not possibly be any more different. In looks and in personality. When we were younger we never seemed to get along. Never, ever. Like I said- too different. We're just like oil and water. While I love my sister, I also think she may be one of the most selfish people I've ever known. She always thinks of herself first no matter what. And sometimes- that's just not ok.
Now that we're older, I have a much higher tolerance for her- or maybe I've just realized that she'll never change and so I know exactly how to limit my interactions with her. I see her more now that I ever did before, but that is really because of my nephew who I love more than anything.
I go back and read this post and it sounds terrible. I do love her. I'm just not sure that I like her sometimes. Make sense?
PS- THIS IS MY 100th BLOG POST!! YEAH ME!