Sitting in the public library

I'm here in the town where my sister lives, we drove down last night. I figured she'd sleep all the way but she talked all the way. I really like my sister, she's amazing. She has a number of friends who have sisters who are lesbians and talked about how the family reacts and she really wanted me to know that she doesn't talk about it because she's embarassed or anything. She also wanted to know about P so I told her, she invited us down to visit her. See why I think she's such a great person! She seems to be recovering well. Tomorrow will be one week from her surgery. My Dad went home on Saturday. I tried to call him but I think he's been sleeping it off and he's also had to go to a clinic appointment. I already got a thank you from P his partner, she talked about how she enjoyed the food I made and the book of poetry that I gave my Dad. I'm just glad my Dad is doing better.

As I had expected to be with my sister starting Saturday and we didn't leave until Sunday. I had more time at home. This was nice. P was with, that was nice. R and E stopped by to drop off more stuff and organize it for the weather(putting it on pallets) I made them some dinner (gosh, I haven't cooked in a while...other than the food for my Dad). Hung out talked, played a game. P had to leave for dinner with a friend, As much as I didn't want her to go, I'm glad she did. She came back, grin. We're learning how to communicate better with each other. I think that it's so important because misunderstandings can happen and I don't want it to.