In my last few posts, I’ve been talking about my trip to NYC this weekend to spend time with my sister. As you are reading this, I’m either in the air or already there! I thought this would be the perfect time to share the story of my sister and me.
I am my mother’s only child. My mother married my stepfather, who I call Dad, and he had three sons. My biological father, who I call James, has two sons, they have the same mom, and my sister, from another woman. *One of my half-brothers claims there is another sister, but I think I’m all siblinged out!* Anyway, I grew up with my step-brothers and my half-brothers were around intermittently. *All siblings are older than me.*
Now, rewind to nearly six years ago, a month or so before my wedding. One of half-brother’s calls me and says he just spoke with our sister on the phone and I should invite her to my wedding. Ummm…ok… I’d heard James mention her before but, I was not keen on inviting someone I’d never met to my wedding! He assured me she wasn’t a serial killer and suggested I talk to her on the phone first. I can’t remember if she called me or I called her, but I do remember sitting in the living room of the apartment I shared with my then fiance and being a little nervous. What would we talk about? Would I like her? Would I like her enough to invite her to my wedding? Would she like me?
I think we were both nervous, but in no time we were chatting and laughing. That first conversation lasted for hours! There was an instant connection. I can’t explain it. It was as if we’d know each other our entire lives. So, of course, I invited her and her family, husband and daughter, to the wedding. On January 12, 2007 at my rehearsal dinner, I met my sister for the very first time! We have been close ever since. Our husbands both groan when we get on the phone with each other because they know we will be unavailable for hours.
When my family travels to NY, I always try to set aside a day of the trip to spend with her. She traveled here for one of my baby showers, but we haven’t found the time for the two of us to take a few days and hang out. That’s the plan for this trip. Three days of laughs, great conversations, food, drinking, shopping and the city!
I hope you have a great weekend. I know I will!