Who the Hell is Hannah?

Man, has my sister changed..
It’s been a gradual process, so I haven’t noticed it going on, but when I look back at the person she was a year ago, it’s like I’m now living with a stranger.
It’s all positive stuff, as well.
After working at the same place for six years, she’s going part-time soon and starting her Performing Arts course. Next week she’s appearing in an amateur production of ‘My Fair Lady’ and then she’s volunteering at a Christian summer camp for children in Lincolnshire. She’s polite, she’s caring, she takes proper care of herself and she no longer spends half her time angry or bitching about her friends or workmates. For a while there, it was like living with a miniature, non-alcoholic version of my mother, but now it’s like living with the ideal houseguest.
I get quite uncomfortable when I’m talking about feelings, so I’ve decided to write a haiku about her, and leave it at that:

Hannah is polite
My sister is a delight
I think she’s alright

RC 26-7-11