Almost two years ago, I lost my parents. My sister, who lives 10 minutes away from me, came together at that time, to get through it. Sort of. I was, because her husband is very ill, not expected to get better, was in charge of their affairs. I did everything; that endless calls, the paperwork, I did it because I'd agreed to do it.

I had put some differences with my sister aside at the my parents were ill. The problems were of a financial nature. On the surface at least. After I closed the trust and settled everything I thought, at least she won't have to be concerned about money anymore. My parents left us very comfortably. I made the assumption that she would finally make good on a debt she owed me. I was wrong.

Her opinion now was that since I had inherited too, I should forget about the money she owed me. That she would in my position. I wanted to tell her that she would never ever be in my position because the first thing I would have done when I had the money was to write her a check for it and thank her for helping me out when
I was in dire financial straits. I felt shocked and insulted by it.

So then, I learn earlier this year, on Facebook mind you, she was off to the east coast to visit a cousin and in laws. And afterwards, also on Facebook, she is seriously thinking of moving back there. Not a word to me. Recently, she had wanted to change the deed on the property we own together and I told her as neutrally as possible, I wanted to check with an attorney before I signed anything.

Her come back was, forget it, she was selling up, moving back east and then I could have my money and we'd both live "happily every after". What the F%&*?!!! So I see again this morning she is off to the east, house hunting. I signed the papers to sell the property last week. I am so angry as her I don't even want to talk to her.

While I can certainly understand why she wants to move closer to her husband's family with him so ill, I don't get why she felt the need to use that information as a club because I won't give her what she wants. Why so nasty about it? As I think back though, it has always been that way. She doesn't get what she wants and I am an awful person.

I'd like to be blase about it, but I am hurt to the core. She is all I have of my immediate family and I am very hurt that it doesn't seem to matter to her. I am comforted though that my parents saw up come together at the end, typically, me going along to get along. I feel so very sad about it though. I know I am looking back on our relationship with rose colored glasses. Just another loss. And, nice timing on her part.

M