This Crazy Life

My two twins got into it yesterday afternoon after school.  I’ve mentioned before about the tension in the house.  Well my sick daugther’s twin sister just has such a chip on her shoulder.  She finds her sister (who used to be her best friend) so frustrating and annoying.  She doesn’t understand why nothing can touch anything on the counter.  Why she’s so paranoid about anyone entering her room.  Why she’s the only one that can use one dishwasher.  I could go on.  And I get it.  I don’t really understand it either.  But I just try to tell her that she’s sick.  It’s not her fault.  So after their blowup yesterday I was driving her to cheer practice.  We talked a lot about having some compassion and some empathy.  If not for her sister, but for her mom.  So my daughters could coexist in peace together.  We talked about other people she knows that have sick siblings and how I’m sure things aren’t always perfect in their house, but the siblings have had to learn to adapt and live with it and not make everything the biggest battle.  I think she understood.  I hope she understood.  I hope as she gets older and matures more that maybe we can live semi-peacefully together.  And I do feel bad for her, I know it’s hard.  She’s lost her best friend.  Her life has changed just as much as the sick one probably.  But the sick one is sick and doesn’t realize it.  Her sister and still healthy and still very much a 13-year-old girl.