Condolences. I had a similiar relationship with my sister who had a similar lifestyle. She died in '95 due to a heroine addiction. She was my older sister
We fought like cats and dogs growing up. I couldn't stand her. My younger sister and I wished her dead on many occasions. She's why I joined the Army when I turned 18 and I spent my first 2 years overseas, never giving her a thought the whole time.
I came home on leave and she had finally moved out but I had no desire to see her, eventhough she kept leaving messages for me to call her and hang out with her. I avoided her like the plague until my dad asked me to deliver his old couch to her. So i did. We hung out and I couldn't believe how cool she was. ..with no ulterior motive, ..and cool the whole time we were together.
It felt good to have that kind of relationship with her. We spent a lot of time together. I actually looked forward to spending time with her.
That relationship lasted about 5 or 6 years before she took a turn down that dark road to nowhere. She used to try to entice me but I knew better. That's an addiction with hooks. She thought she was smarter than that. Frankly, so did I.
She didn't have any kids. Just 2 cats, which I took and cared for until they passed, many years later.
I don't make wishes anymore, good or bad