The trip back to whence I came

Well, frankly, other than the time with sister, that sucked hard core.

Me and my sister have had our ups and downs through the year, but things recently have been good.

But, I'll tell you this much, if there was any doubt about the health of our relationship...my mother has brought us closer by her remarkably stupefying actions these past 6 months.

It wasn't so much the actions before this trip home, those were slightly troubling, but it was the feel of going back home and not really feeling welcome in the house.

She met a dude approx. 6 months ago, and just married him a week ago yesterday. This one action has seemingly transformed this woman I knew, who was fiercely independent, had her own voice, and owned her life....into a woman who has been co-opted, no longer thinks for herself without "checking" with her dude, and is incapable/unwilling to do things independently.

My sister wrote it best, "...the woman...was not one I recognized. There were no comfort clothes, there were no bare toes, she didn’t do anything by herself, and she lacked the cussedness I’ve come to rely on."

There were things I saw, things I was told that made my fake pointy ears go up in alert, and I'm not so sure my mother will find disappointment when I (and perhaps my sister) decide NOT to go back home next year for the winter holiday. If there doesn't seem to be some type of tenor change, I will not be going back.

If I am not welcome, then go blow yer horn.