My Sister

I was very lucky growing up and being blessed with a younger sister. My dad got divorced when I was 2, alomost 3. He stayed single until I was 6. He then married Deanne who had a daughter, who was 5.
Growing up I would say we were best friends. We told each other everything. We liked sharing a room, and we hardly ever fought. We were always there for each other.
Growing up we didn't have the easiest childhood, and that isn't something I am going to get into, but we all have our own issues. Some of us have been able to over come them and some of us haven't.
I got married as soon as I graduated, and she still had 2 more years to go. When I got married we kind of drifted apart. I went my way and she went hers.
There are times when I miss our old relationship. We just grew apart over the years, and had nothing in common any more.
Then she got married and moved away.
Tonight I spent about an hour talking to her. We haven't talked like that for a long time. We talked about everything. Mainly our childhood. She asked me if I had gone back to counseling. I told her no, but that I had had a total melt down right before Thanksgiving. So we talked. I just said what good would it do to go and confront people about the past. It wouldn't do any one any good. All they could say is I'm Sorry, and for me that means nothing.
You can ask my kids when they say I'm sorry I tell them don't say your sorry, sorry is not in my vocabulary. It's not! I think that is the worst word.
When someone comes over to your house and beats the crap out of your kid, and his mom tells him to say he's sorry, what good does that do. The kid doesn't mean it. He is saying it because he knows his mom is going to beat him if he doesn't.
Sorry only means something to me when it is geniune, like if a family member died, or when my house gets broken into.
Anyway we had a great conversation. It was like old times. It felt so good. I told her that it does get easier, and the time between melt downs gets longer and longer, and how I feel like now I am done. I can move on, and I feel good about life.
About and hour had passed, and a get a phone call from our Mom. She asked"did you talk to A?" I said yeah we had a good talk. Why? Well I just got off the phone with her, and she said that she forgives dad, and Me and that she wants us to forgive her. She wants to move past the past.
I was so excited. I felt so good inside. I still feel good, I am so glad that I talked to her tonight and told her the things that I did. I feel like because of my situation, and my attitude I was able to help her see that it does no one any good to dwell on the past. Or to hear I'm sorry. Do those 2 little words really make all the pain go away?
I hope that she is able to let go, and find peace in her life.