It happens so suddenly.
One minute you're at junior school (I remember it as though it were yesterday) and the next youre middle aged looking back counting your blessings, regretting decisions, wishing you could have the years back, do them over.. do them better maybe. A lifetime of living seems to pass in a flash.
It was my sisters 50th birthday today
I was almost 3yrs old when my parents went to the hospital to bring her home, (we are both adopted) and they must of made a big deal about that day and choosing me a sister because I remember many details which still surprise my mother.
I was left at home with my paternal grandmother and I recall standing at the front door waving them goodbye. I dont remember them coming home though..I dont really remember her as a little baby at all, but I do have vivid recollections of her as a toddler, and young girl..a teenager, a nurse, a mom, I remember her always as being a deep and integral part of my life.
Its a strange phenomenon in many ways.. having a sister, being a sister. You're close but there's a healthy distance, unspoken rules of engagement I guess. Always there when the one needs the other though. Probably because we were just two we have felt as though we are the other half of another..and being adopted made us feel special, different in a way, but we knew no better..or worse, for we lived an idyllic childhood with parents who were blessed with more love for us than they really knew what to do with, and a huge dollop of common sense that went a long way in shaping who we were and who we were to become.
We've lived much of our lives on different continents, my sister and I,
we have missed births and weddings and birthdays of the other, missed the excitement of moving into new homes,
or the forging of new relationships,
even deaths and funerals,
we have said more hellos and goodbyes at airports than either of us care to remember.. but we have remained close throughout it all..we have maintained contact across thousands of miles and many time zones, always involved in where the other is
no matter what the circumstance.
We are very different people her and I,
our bloodtypes are not the same,
our genetic makeup is no closer than that of strangers.
We hold different views on many subjects, have different interests and hobbies. However the relationship survives and thrives because of deep seated memories, of having a bond closer than that which is set on paper, forged by circumstance cemented with years of love, and many tears of pain and of joy.
She is my sister always, part keeper of my heart.
Today they sit in some remote cove on an island in the middle of The Sea of Cotez, the first leg of their world cruise just underway. I wish you well both of you as you chase your dreams together!
Happy happy birthday Maggie!!!