And in the end, we agreed to disagree.
The thing about that judgment conversation is that it can go on and on and on. Friend and I could talk about it forever and the sister and I ended up at an impasse. Because the sister and I? Polar opposites.
Where I am soft, she is hard and where she is soft I have thorns. It's shocking that we can get along at all. I do believe she would hate me if she wasn't forced to look for my nicest qualities.