Choosing bonds
Despite the impending storm, Sarah maintained her composure as she looked at her sister. Sarah firmly said, “They made a choice about who was available when they needed someone.” With each phrase, her sister’s comments pierced her more deeply, and her eyes contracted. Her sister shot out, her voice tinged with fury, “They’re my kids.” With every angry phrase, Sarah sensed the familiar weight of the years’ suffering.
Choosing Bonds
Avoiding a battle
Under her composed appearance, Sarah’s emotions stirred as she added, “I never wanted this to turn into a battle.” Her sister’s eyes were full with accusations, and she didn’t seem persuaded. Sarah took a deep breath, hoping for objectivity in a scenario full of conflicting allegiances and blunders. The air between them seemed to be thickened with a variety of unstated emotions as they stood staring at each other without letting go.
Avoiding A Battle
