Kathi

The missing sister. Haven't seen her since 1987 but she does drop into my dreams at times.

Last night was one of those times. We were trying to talk to my mom, who was her old self. Bitchy. Angry, hurtful, hateful. She wouldn't look at us so we didn't know which one she never wanted to see again. She said it was Kathi. Kathi was trying to talk to her, about how she was making every effort to be as invisible as possible. Never coming downstairs, not even to eat. She was starving.

I was trying to go to bat for her but it was no use. By the end of the dream Kathi was planning how she'd be gone. Once her child was born she'd be giving it to me to raise, and we'd never have to see her again.

I woke up very sad.