I see other families who are close, never are far apart for long periods of time. They remain close even if they don’t live in the same area of the world. They have family reunions, and talk on a regular basis. Holidays are filled with large groups of people, lots of love and joy (and occassional heartbreak).
I don’t come from that kind of family. One sister lives just 2 miles away, and yet, we rarely talk. The last time we spent a holiday together my youngest, 19, wasn’t even born yet.
I have siblings that I’ve lost contact with and haven’t spoken to at all in my adult life. Others just here and there. I have 3 brothers and 4 sisters. One brother and one sister have passed away. One wants nothing to do with me (because she’d have to tell her children that their ‘grandfather’ (her step father) isn’t their biological grandfather and then she’d have to tell them that she lost her father through suicide). Another, I’ve always been connected to even though because of financial constraints, we’ve lost touch from time to time. A brother, I’m very close to, he lived with me from the time I was 1 to 4 and we’ve always stayed in contact. He comes to see us every couple of years.
Last night, the phone rang. It was the sister who I share a close connection with. We last talked when I called to tell her that the doctors had done an MRI on my son and found that his brain was underdeveloped. She held me (emotionally) so close and because of her, I knew I could do it.
Then … therapy, doctor visits and medications took over my life.
I had no idea that she would enter the same world as I in just a few months time as her son, just a year older than mine was diagnosed with aspbergers.
We didn’t get to talk long last night, the battery died … but I got to hear her voice, and hear her love. To feel that closeness with a sister again.
It is amazing how love can transcend over time, abssence and loss and yet remain just as strong.
I heard my daddy’s voice in her voice. Both in passion and timbre. That was quite the experience. I’m so looking forward to that connection again. I’ve forgotten how special a sister can be.