My brother and I were adopted by our Mom's new husband. When I was eight my Mom gave birth to our little sister. I remember going to school and telling everyone I had a new Dad and then later a new sister! The kids would tease me saying my Dad was not my real dad and my sister was not my real sister! I would not stand for this! My Mom nicknaming me " Bull of the woods" fits perfectly in this part of my story!
I passionately and proudly explained to the kids at school that my Dad was legally my Dad. I explained how we went to court to make it that way and since we were adopted it made our sister our real sister! I was convinced of it and no one could ever change my mind on that subject! I defended this as if I was defending my own life!
Remembering this today and seeing how disinterested my sister is about our relationship is very disappointing! The closeness is not there. The loyalty and devotion sisters should have is not there. The relationship is dead. I have grieved the dream of having closeness with my sister. I do not grieve the relationship because truthfully there has never been one. It is not because I have not tried. My sister is just unwilling.
What makes it even sadder is that I have a terminal illness that she is aware of. I moved from Iowa to SC to spend my last days with family. I have not seen or heard from my sister in 6-7 months and she lives across the road basically. It has been like pulling teeth to get her to come over and see me since we moved here which has been a little over two years now.
I am tired of doing all the work to have a relationship with her. At one point in my life I got so hurt and so tired of trying to have a closer relationship with her that I stopped speaking to her and my brother for three years. We only started speaking again when I contacted her.
A sister is not a one sided street. It is a two way street where both give,take and share. My Sister has been very strong to teach her three girls to be close, to look after one another, to take care of each other...to always have one anothers back.
I wish my sister walked her talk.
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