Hey, Hermano

The bannister above our stairs is home to our broken clothes. Lonely garments linger there awaiting a two-minute zip on my sewing machine — collecting dust and, often, being outgrown.

I’d rather sew three new outfits than grab those wounded wearables and stitch their gaping rips.

As I sloppily sewed up a dog-bitten seam this morning, I wondered why.

Beyond the obvious — time crunch, procrastination and the excitement of building versus the fixing grind — I realized it’s that sometimes repair’s not what’s needed.

Much-loved items are either fine with their foibles or restored in emergency fixes between breakfast and school. They skip the bannister entirely.

Other items are damaged beyond — or made worse by — repair.

And those worn out items that wait forgotten on the railing would often otherwise be drawer-clutterers.

Eventually, it gets to me. And the dusty lingerers are tossed.

This year, 2010, saw the end of all four of our sibling relationships:

My absent brother remained so.
My “close” sister turned out to be a fair weather friend.
And our efforts to repair the long-damaged relationships with Mark’s two sisters just caused pain, confusion, combustion and, finally, renewed, widened rifts.

We’re heading into the new year with a clean bannister.
It feels fine.

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Andrea Ross was diagnosed with breast cancer October 6, 2009 and intends to survive and thrive. You can read more from Andrea here.
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