If I could turn back time

sisters
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Some things you can’t control. Like a death in the family. No one should go through that. Especially if you’re still a child. A childhood should be happy without sorrow. Mine was happy until that day when my sister died. I was only 6 years old and death is something you don’t think about. I don’t remember much about it. In a way it was good I was so young. I didn’t have to go through the same thing as my parents. All those hospital visits and coping with the illness. I don’t really know what she had but it was something to do with her immune system. It was rare at the time. Her death did affect my life in many ways.

I’ve thought a lot of times how my life would have been if she wouldn’t have gotten sick. We were quite close. I don’t think our relationship would have changed much. She would have been my rock. If I had problems I could talk to her. She would be a great comfort. Especially now when mother have passed away. If I had lived my life with my sister in it, I would probably be more outgoing and have more confidence.

If I could turn back time and live my childhood all over again, I would wish my sister would be healthy and see adulthood. The holidays would be much better if she would still be around.
I don’t know how it is to have siblings nor being the only child. I’ve experienced both. When I hear or read how people complain about having a sibling, I just think “at least they have someone” They can be a pain but that’s a small prize to pay. Living alone without one is not that much fun either.

Losing a sister at a young age has helped me understand other people who have lost a loved one. I don’t see death as a scary thing. I don’t even cry at the movies because it’s all fake anyway. For some death is something they don’t want to think about. They don’t know how to take other people’s sorrow. Only people who have gone through the same thing can understand.

It’s not only what you go through in your childhood that molds you. It’s what you experience through life. If I hadn’t gone through what I have been through I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I am what I am and nobody can tell me to be something I’m not. That’s something everybody should remember.

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Eavesdropping can be a risky business

eavesdropping
Source: http://execsecurity.com/blog/hedge-fund-eavesdropping/#sthash.MqBToTom.dpbs

When I saw this week’s writing challenge, I come to think about an episode of the 80’s comedy show ‘Alf” I don’t remember which episode it was though. The mother of Kate (that’s Mrs Tanner) came to visit. Alf was watching TV when Dorothy (Kate’s mother) came to the living room and changed the channel. She wanted to watch a soap. A conflict aroused between them where Alf said, he could write a better script to the series. She wanted him to prove it so he started writing it. He listened to every conversation she and Kate had and wrote it down. He then sent it to the TV station when it was finished. They used the script for an episode. The family watched it and they noticed the dialogue sounding familiar. Alf thought the conflict between Kate and Dorothy would get solved but it was the other way around. It gets Alf in trouble. He tries to make it up somehow so he writes another script. After a writer’s block, he gets it done. But the TV station changes the script so the conflict continues at home. He convinces them to read the real script. In the end it all ends well.

Listening to other people’s conversations and writing them down, can get people upset if they see it somewhere on the internet. Eavesdropping can also make people imagine things. A conversation can be about daily things but if a person hear a certain word when they’re walking by, it can lead to something else. For example some might hear the word ‘bomb’ and start to assume it’s about a terrorist attack plan. Misunderstanding can lead to more serious things. Innocent people can get into trouble. If you hear a conversation, you shouldn’t make your own conclusion. Sometimes listening to others can be amusing too.

Being an introvert, listening is second nature. You can pretend you don’t hear even if you do. You can still be social if you only listen to others. You can learn a lot about another person without having to take part in the conversation. In school I often listen to people talking. Standing in line for the coffee machine can be an event. I’ve heard where people go to lunch or what kind of DVD’s people have bought. Sitting on the bus and listening to conversations. One had work only at weekends in Helsinki. The other had band rehearsals. Public transportations are good for eavesdropping. It’s where people talk the longest if it’s a long trip. Then there are people on their phones. That can be a bit annoying. Who wants to listen to people’s relationship problems or health problems? If they don’t want people to hear, they wouldn’t talk those things in public. Maybe it’s some kind of turn-on for them. I would never talk about personal things around others. If I did, I would whisper so the only person that heard, was the person I’m talking too.

The funniest conversation on the phone I’ve heard was on the bus from Helsinki in September this year. The lady sat across me on the other side of the aisle. First she started with Finnish and when she got to more personal things, she said to the other person “I’m gonna talk in Swedish so no one would hear” Which amused me since I speak Swedish too (Finnish-Swedish is my mother tongue) She started to talk about her co-worker that was a pain in the neck. She kept bitching about the person that made the work environment unbearable. The person had done this and that. Or said this and that. This conversation went on and on. She talked quite a long time. To me it seemed, it was this lady that was the problem. I hope I won’t meet one of those. Backstabbing is the worst feeling in the world. What made it funny was that, she thought no one would understand what she was talking about. If she only knew 😀

It can sometimes be hilarious. I’ve never tried this one. I don’t know if it would work in real life.

Having your pie and eat it

Finnish applepie
Source: http://kauniimpimaailma.blogspot.fi/

I don’t think I’ve never eaten any other pie than apple pie. In Finland it’s more like a cake then a pie. My mother had a friend who had apple trees in her garden. In autumn we got apples from her and we did apple cake. We did it together. That was our mother and daughter time. Apple pie is at its best when it’s a bit cold. More the apples are sour, the better. Pastry is always best when it’s a few days old. We ate it without custard but sometimes with ice cream.

Eating pie doesn’t need special occasions. It can just be as a dessert or if you want something sweet to eat. It’s healthier to eat something if you’ve made it yourself. Also making pastry with fruit is healthy. If you buy pies from the store, you never know what you get. When you do it from scratch, you know what you’re eating.

When I was a child, one of my dream jobs were a baker. I loved to bake. But when I got older, I realised it wasn’t as much fun as I thought. Besides waking up early is not my cup of tea. I prefered the eating part. I used to bake with my mother but now when she’s gone, it’s not the same. Doing it alone is hard work. But I have baked a dry cake after her death, a sweet tooth as I am.
We did gingerbread at Christmas, cream cakes for birthdays or dry cakes for no special reason. Sometimes when we had something else in the oven, it was handy to do pastries. We also did cinnamon rolls and buns. I was always afraid to take stuff out of the oven. I think I burnt myself once so I was a bit careful. My mother said I would get used to use the oven and she was right. I’m not afraid of it anymore.

I prefer cakes to pies. Come to think about, I have eaten other than apple pies but those were was small ones that you can buy from the store. Maybe I will bake one day a pie with a crust. I’ve never done those. American pies I think they’re called. Looks like hard work after looking at pie recipes online. I rather have someones elses pie and eat it.