What's the Use.

Heartbreaking.
I have tried my hardest to make room in my schedule to enable you and I to talk. No matter what time it is, I will stay awake waiting to hear how you are doing in school as a Freshman this year, how many runs you got in baseball, or who's bothering you with their nonsensical high school drama. I have tried so hard to be the best sister I possibly can from afar.
When you are frustrated with the fact I don't write letters, send packages, or call to say "hello" on the telephone, please remember that your father doesn't like me talking to you; and that maybe, I don't want to get you into trouble. Next time you yell at me, please remember that, although I have the ability to momentarily yield to your rants and angry words, I will not put up with it continually.
It's so hard to appease two parties that will refuse to see eye-to-eye or at least agree to disagree. I will always stand by my convictions because they define me, and I will not bend to meet the standards that someone else that dislikes me has. I can never change the opinions of your father, dear, nor will I try to. I apologize for every lie he has ever told to you, but when you are older I hope that you will have the clarity to understand and allow alternative perspectives to an issue that you have no recollection of because you were too little. I also apologize that I can't be there to make it easier for you, because I see how hard you work despite the circumstances you have undertaken; I hope you know that from approximately 1,456 miles away, I am proud of you. You're my sister, how can I be anything but proud of you? I may be disappointed that you are stubborn, but I pray that God lends you the serenity to accept the things you cannot change. At least, not now.