My sister, let's acknowledge how distant we’ve become. What led us here?
While it may seem like an obvious question, I think it's worth addressing.
How could we allow this to happen?
How could two sisters turn into strangers?
The notion of "Stranger Danger" comes to mind, and it frustrates me. I feel a mix of anger and sadness about our situation, and yes, there's madness, too.
I often wonder if this weighs on your mind, too, but for me, it’s a daily thought.
Do you think about me the way I think about you?
When you picture my face do you feel any disconnection?
Can you recall the last time we held hands?
I can vividly remember our last dance together, a moment filled with sisterly joy.
Do you remember the times when we truly embodied what it means to be sisters?

I think back to my younger days when I needed a place to stay, and you opened your home to me. You didn’t just offer me a spot on your couch; you rearranged your life and moved your kids around so I could have my own room.
My...