My fingers drummed the keyboard. I wanted to say something, but what? In any case, I didn't want to congratulate my sister on writing the note. I didn't want to commend her for her bravery. The green-eyed monster of jealousy was rearing its ugly head, and I didn't feel like stopping it!
As the comments poured in left and right, I sat there, unable to move or think or process anything.
I got up and didn't leave a comment. To this day, I have never, ever said anything about the note. It is still one of the most painful parts of my entire journey.