I am now a stranger...

Being a living ghost as I bump into my old life still catches me off guard. I am restrained by inner feelings and emotions; the easy flow of contact is no longer possible. Even a Hi is loaded down with years of silence, confusion and pain.  The old days and estrangement are at odds. So, I walked by and she never looked up.   The death of our old relationship stands and a new re-birth hasn't been born... I, a ghost of yesterday, my old life, the co-dependency and dysfunction.  She still very much alive there...happy. We both know it and feel it.  We are more comfortable apart than together, for we no longer match, our ideas, our thoughts and our actions no longer fitting in that old comfortable 'family' way. Sisters of estrangement. Old familiars now awkward encounters... I see my old self and barely recognize her...she sees the new me and I am now a stranger.