I am so ready to bid this week good riddance. Too many things just threw me for a loop, as my mom would say, and I'm completely depleted. Just as I started to shake my funk over our 20th anniversary, my SIL...who hasn't really spoken to me since the separation...texted me that she got engaged. To be clear: The rift between us is one rooted in discomfort and weirdness (on her part)...not anger or resentment (on either parts). Frankly, I think she hasn't known what to say or do, and that's ok. We've had a wonderful relationship though, and I've missed her. So knowing that I was on her must-contact-immediately list meant a lot. A couple hours later she called me and told me the whole romantic story (fancy dinner, ring in a cracker jack box, tears and cheers), which I loved. And then she said, "I know things have been awful and weird, but you'll be there, right? I mean, I can't imagine you not being there. No matter what you're my sister." I couldn't even finishing talking, the tears came so fast. I promised I'd be at church no matter what and she said she'd understand no matter what.