Things Changed; Things Accepted

Probably its all because I am isolated at a far away mountain top that I always have plenty of times to ponder on. On of such is that the fact of things that we cannot let go off...This particular notion struck me as I was looking at my niece's photo. Such a cute being childrens are I would say. We all come from the same state and finally today where we are. Guess thats why it is hard for our parents to let go. Cause as much as change is inevitable, but it is hard to swallow that certain things change over time.

One very prominent issue in my life is that the fact that my niece exist. She's my sister's daughter alright. Honestly I cant believ it. I mean its been like 2 years since my sis got married and all but even till today I cant find myself believing it. I mean my sis and I are not exactly very fond of each other. We are more like the mice and the kitten. Always hating and detesting each other for all the reasons that could be found and for no reasons at all..

I recall clearly that even right before her wedding, we were still in non talking mode. Its all after her marriage that I made some initiative to strengthen the tie, and to be frank things are going fine though there are times where I wann bitch slap her. Well thats right folks; there were times when I would just plainly bash my sister up as if I am fighting another guy. Think I am cruel??? Well she is even scarier. There are times where she took the butcher knife and chased me around the house to butch me. What can I do, but to run away. I mean mad girl is on the loose...I am not stupid enough to be some japanese anime hero and face her off....I believe no matter how angry I am I never lost my senses, in the sense that I never did anything stupid, so my actions though can be rowdy but it is always one step below ultimate brutality. Cant say the same for her though. She looses control whenever she is angry; thats why for its better safe than sorry. Also the reason why I rather be the pesimist was cus no matter who's at fault I will always be at the end of my dad's occassional cane, and the usual punishments. There's some sort of sisters' get better treatment thingie that I became victim of.

Sigh... Those were the days. I mean not a pleasant memory that I wanna treasure, but without those I got no memory of her at all...So yep here I am still thinking about the girl that did not be fit to be a sister today is a wife and a mother. Ironic aint it; life I mean. I still cant digest the reality infront of me, but if I dont hard swallow it then I am pretty much left behind...

Can you hear it....echoes of the realmz....