Eventually, those labels became permanent.
Kelsey was the exciting daughter.
I was the dependable one.
And being dependable meant everyone expected me to solve her problems.
At twenty-eight, Kelsey opened a luxury event-planning business called Juniper and Lace.
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Her social media pages looked impressive.
Beautiful weddings.
Expensive floral arrangements.
Elegant venues.
Champagne towers and perfectly decorated tables.
But behind those photographs, her finances were falling apart.
Vendors weren’t being paid on time.
Customer deposits had to be refunded.
Credit card balances kept growing.
I knew because I’d helped her before.
Once, she borrowed $3,200 to pay a florist.
She promised to return it within ten days.
It took fourteen months.
Another time, she needed $8,700 for payroll.
My mother called me crying, insisting Kelsey’s employees would suffer if I refused. Birthdayparty planning
I helped.
Kelsey repaid only $1,000.
Then she stopped mentioning the money.
