Like blood close.
When we talk about siblings, does blood really matter? When you have grown up together, taken trips- vacations, shared memories, shared literally everything down to shoes and clothes, had every meal together and teased each other through the years?
I was never taught that being full blood siblings mattered, (maybe that’s because all my siblings had different fathers except the oldest two) I was also taught that you never call them -step anything. In our house that was not okay. I would get scolded if I ever called my sisters step sisters and my brother, a step brother.
I always felt there was something missing, someone else out there. I had this feeling since I was about 10 years old and I never really shook it. I thought on about it and it just stayed with me. Little did I know in a few years the cat would be out of the bag….
But this day I noticed something new; I admired photos of an Italian woman and her husband holding a pretty young daughter. Or so I thought. These pictures popped up overnight it seemed. They were everywhere, cards, holiday pictures, baby photos of the little one and a few pictures of the couple. I looked and stared but thought not much of it. The more time passed the more that “feeling” came back and now it was bugging me.
I asked my grandfather who it was in the photos, “who is in those pictures all over the living room?” I asked. “Oh no one,” he said “friends of the family.” I called him out, I knew every ‘friend of the family’ and honestly I knew he was lying to me. I went to ask my mother immediately. As I asked the same questions, she froze, deer in headlights, stammering- searching for words…
She replied with something to the effect of. “yes she’s your oldest sister, and I gave her up for adoption.” She explained the whole and my memory fails everything she told me, but it was the general response of “I could not afford to have a child, I was young, naive and yada yada….”
Before I knew it, questions by the billions came flooding out of my mouth.
Where is she?
What is she like?
Will she like me?
Does she have kids, do I have other nieces and nephews?
(Which I thankfully did, a beautiful little niece)
read more here A sister Pt 2