Part 6
My Sister
Let's do a quick recap. Almost 2 years ago, I found my biological Dad and his family. 13 months after that, I found my birth mom. 2 months after that, I journeyed to Canada to meet said Father. 2 months after that, said Mother came to Utah to visit me. Whilst here, the good ol' Birth Mom gave me the phone number of my half sister, Ashley.
So, as you can see, I had had incredible success thus far. So I figured I had nothing to lose... I called Ashley. No answer. I texted Ashley. No response. Welp, there goes my success. I felt a bit defeated, but had to put myself in Ashley's shoes. She hadn't even known that I existed, and here I was, out of no where, contacting her. Where I had a year and half to take everything in, this was all happening in the moment for her. She was at the start of the journey, in shoes that I had once been in myself. So, I gave my dear sister the benefit of the doubt and told myself that she'll text me when she was good and ready.
So that was early October. Days went by. Weeks went by. When suddenly it was Thanksgiving. As I posted on here all that I was thankful for, I couldn't help but think of my sister. Sure, I'd never met her. Sure, I'd only ever seen a picture of her when she was 5. But, again, there was something deep inside of me that had so much love and care for her.
I decided to text her again.
I told her simply that I was thankful for her, and that I understood if she didn't want anything to do with me, but that she was still my sister and I was there for her.
Again, I got nothing. Until the next week.
I was sitting in a work meeting at the elementary school when my phone vibrated. I thought nothing of it and left it alone in my pocket. But then it vibrated again, and again, and AGAIN! I realized that someone was probably dead or dying so I looked. My heart leaped out of my chest. It was Ashley. It was my sister.
I hurried out of my meeting and quickly wrote her back with tears in my eyes. Again, I felt the blessings of my life pouring out directly in front of my eyes.
I have spent the last couple of months getting to know my older sister :) And let me tell you... She is amazing. She is beautiful, she is nice, she is smart, but most importantly... she has been golden at taking care of me, her little sister. This girl has 'big shoulders' and knows what's important in her life. I admire her in so many ways, and I haven't even met her yet.
However, I saw this card today at the grocery store..
And it kind of broke my heart. Here I had a sister. A sister i had always dreamed of having. But here I am almost 20 years old and I didn't get all the great stores that sisters have together while they grow up. I didn't get the fun in sharing clothes. The boy advice. The teasing and fights. The girl's nights. Everything that I always pictured having a sister was like. Now, with her being 25, we are adults. Things aren't the same now as when I was a little girl. I missed out.
Then I opened the card and saw this:
And it hit me. No, I did not get the typical sisterly stories as I grew. Instead, Ashley's and mine story is unique in its own amazing way. She has always been my sister, even when I didn't know she existed. And now, I get the blessing of KNOWING her. We just had... a late start. But we are still young, healthy adults and I look forward to spending the rest of my life creating the memories that only sisters can have. It's been amazing so far, and I know it'll only become more amazing as I hope and pray for the day I get to meet her and give her the biggest hug ever.
Our story is a great one. A story that has made us stronger, both as individuals and as family. In fact, this has been a story making ALL my new family stronger. I didn't get them in the past, but you'd better believe i'm not letting them go anywhere for the future.
Pictures of my sister to come in the future... hopefully when I meet her... soon. :)
Peace out, kids!
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