Ficlets

This is my first ficlet, so please bear with me here. Sometimes I struggle to get my words out on paper, but I guess that just makes me human.
Maybe the reason I found myself here writing was because I realized there are so few chances for people to express how they feel. Looking at my life now, there are a lot of things that people don’t know about me.
My sister is battling with an eating disorder that I also had, but for the most part have recovered from.
My father is an alcohalic.
And my mother…

This is where most people would start describing their mothers. And you would think that fifteen years would give someone some insight about a person. I am really at lost when asked to describe her. She isn’t out of the ordinary, just a mother with two children and a husband. She teaches second grade at the same elementary school my sister and I attended. She dresses like many of my friend’s parents do.
But facts cannot replace a relationship.