Growing up the youngest of six kids in a working class
family you inherit many hand-me-downs.
Four older brothers are the reason I am wearing men's
underwear right now. I just got into the habit. Men's sneakers, men's sweat
pants. My bra is not a man's bra.
Of course when I inherited something from my beautiful
older sister Antoinette that was special. It was a certifiably female item!
Antoinette is a passionate reader and I inherited many
books from her: Trapp Family Singers, Little Women, and of course the giant,
Gone with the Wind.
Antoinette read it first, then I read it. She saw the
movie first, then I saw it. We spent about a year wrapped up in it. We would
discuss the characters during car rides and before we fell asleep at night.
They say that you should always have the key
conversations with your loved ones before time takes them away from you.
So, today, I had to ask. "Antoinette, did you LIKE
Scarlett?"
"Oh, yeah, I LOVED her!"
"Disgusting."
"Why?"
"She was a horrible human being! She married two men
she didn't love!"
Antoinette: "Women do that all the time. They're
very self-centered. I've never been a real fan of women."
Me: "Melanie was very kind."
Antoinette: "I really didn't think of Melanie
much."
Me: "But you loved *Scarlett*!"
Antoinette: "Well, I loved her at first, but then
... you know who was really my favorite character?"
"Who?" I asked, thinking of sensitive but wimpy
Ashley, sensitive but doomed Melanie, swarthy and manly Rhett ...
Antoinette: "Actually my favorite character was
Mammy. I thought she had a lot of grace and dignity. She was the only one who
impressed me. She was a very nice person. She took things in hand that needed
to be taken in hand. She loved Scarlett and would do anything to help her out.
And she was graceful in doing it. She was a lovely person. She was a rare
gem."
"I think she let Scarlett push her around too
much."
Antoinette: "Well, what could she do? She was black.
That was then. Scarlett was her boss. She was the only one who actually showed
any dignity."
My sister and I had this conversation on Monday, March
16. I had my computer in my lap and I was actually transcribing her words as
she was speaking. I visited her again Wednesday, March 18. That visit was hard
for me. There were people there I would prefer not to have to encounter.
Nothing happened, except on the inside. I visited my sister again yesterday,
Friday. She was not able, yesterday, to have the kind of conversation we had on
Monday.
It's hard to watch your loved ones go through this
process.
"It's hard to watch your loved ones go through this process."
ReplyDeleteIt is, ma'am. It very hard to keep moving when all one wants is to sink in despair and sadness.
My prayers are with your sister and you.
Cristina, thank you.
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