Author Adelaide Green

have you ever sat back and wondered is my family toxic?

after Easter weekend I realized mine is.

I was anxious before it, during it and after.

What can I say?

What can I do?

Then after, what did I say?

What did I do?

Did I do alright?

The whole day my mom talked about my sister who wasn’t there.

Her son.

How amazing they are and I love them, they are.

but no questions on how I was.

How my family was.

It’s always this way.

We need to leave early so she can go be with them.

I made an Easter egg hunt for all the kids.

She wouldn’t even come.

My mom took eggs from my kids to take to my nephew.

My anxiety kicks in thinking about it,

What did I do?

Why wouldn’t they come?

My dad was our glue and now our glue is gone.

A new realization kicks in, a new life.

It won’t ever be the same.

I am to the preferred child or sister.

But I have my new small family and we love each other so.

Maybe it’s time I focus on that.