The Post that I wasn't going to Write

It's been less than a month since the event took place. I have no avenue where to voice out my thoughts and rationalize what happened. I guess, that's the reason why I am writing it now. I am writing it down, to remember what happened, to forget what happened and to understand what happened.

I only have 2 closest friends both from different parts of my childhood. The first one being my non-biological twin whom I met when I was in Grade 2 and has been friends ever since. The other one being my rival in the ranks and was close to me for just our freshman year in highschool but we remain friends to this very day. Both of them are very smart. Both of them involved in the drama of our lives.

The other one ( not the twin) wasn't at my wedding because of my stupidity. I was in hers though as part of the "how the couples met" portion/my version of it anyway. I wasn't at my twin's wedding though. She got married this May 15. Before you all get huffed up and angry at me, I had a very valid excuse. I had just given birth and barely able to take my herbal bath and worrying about my plaster and wound from my cesarean section. I am therefore excused and I have given prior notice/notification/advice and news bulletin to my twin.

The problem was this:
My mom didn't receive her invite. We waited and waited and waited. It was never given. My mom got terribly hurt. She thinks she was snubbed. I, of course, had to tell my twin that she felt really bad about missing on her invite. My mom would have appreciated even a text invite. I know however that we were supposed to have invites. She said she'd give it after her fitting with the dressmaker. But somehow it was misplaced, forgotten, and overlooked. Still, it hurts.

It's no big deal for me. I couldn't go anyway. But you know, if you have to be literal about it. I didn't get an invite too, which probably hurts a lot, if I let it go to my brain, which I don't since ( I did that to my other friend too and for a stupid reason as well, plus that was intentional so I score worse points for behavior).

My mom however has a different take on it because for years she's been welcome to our lives, our home, and is really close to my mom's heart. She's just hurt. She doesn't want to see her for a while and it's kind of messed up, cause I want her to meet the new baby...A.M. which is just too bad.

There, I said my piece. I hope this issue becomes the past soon. I miss my twin.