My sister Shari is coming to visit today, for a few days.
She wanted to be with us for the Easter weekend. (We are both believers and
this weekend is extremely important to us as women of faith.) It will be the
first time we’ve seen each other since our mother passed away this past August.
As far as immediate family, my brother and I are all that my
sister has left in this world.
Both of her parents are now dead, and there are no other
siblings but my brother and I.
Our brother is loving but extremely quiet and to himself.
Connecting with him is a challenge at times – not because he’s uncaring (he isn’t) he’s just not a communicator.
I kept going with the search, even after experiencing what is known as, "secondary rejection."
Judy (my natural mother) was consistent over the years in being happy about mine and Shari's relationship. She told me all throughout our 20 years together, and reaffirmed it right before she passed away, that she was so grateful Shari and I had each other. She often said she hoped our bond would increase. (Judy was so blessed throughout her whole life to have such a close bond with Aunt Jeri. She wanted that for us.)
It's a weird paradox how she didn't want to be found and yet was so glad to be found at times. (It's best when I just don't try to figure it out. LOL)
It’s times like today,that I’m really, really glad I didn’t
give up, even when all the powers that be said it was over.
It’s never over til’ God says it’s over.
Don’t give up.
