For the past two years and ten months, I have consciously avoided returning to Georgia, as it is where my sister resided. I left Georgia in October 2022, and since then, neither my daughter—whom my sister regarded as her own child—nor I have returned. While I am her biological mother, my sister played a significant […]
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Pain and Guilt
The ache of regret and guilt intensifies whenever I reflect on my sister. The sharp pain of not being able to reach out to her, unable to savor the sound of her calling me “Hey Sissie,” “Hey Ghel,” or “Chileee,” pierces through me. The yearning to hear her voice echoes a profound sorrow, knowing I […]