End of Summer 2014, just before the Solstice
Dear Sister Helen Joseph,
You knew those were my real parents, didn’t you? There was
no twin for me. As much as I wanted Ellen and the Real Parents to come claim me
after all, it wasn’t going to happen and you knew.
So, when Mommy died. That was real. My real mother, really
died. Barbara and Josephine had options, not that they played out, but I wanted
that, too.
No, I did not go in search. I didn’t think Ellen would be at
Bates. My twin wouldn’t have had to pick a college near home. Anyway, where was
her home? How would I know?
Yes, I always figured, ok, always hoped there was another one
of me out there named Ellen. She got the more modern name and The Real Parents
kept her. Even boys liked her .She had matching outfits and a pretty bedroom and her parents, The Real
Parents, both worried about and encouraged her. I hoped
they'd come get me, but they didn’t.
No, when I struck out on my own it was to find myself, not
them.
Love, Honey
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