Have sad news today, one of my half sisters passed away. She was 79 years old. Mother was her step-mom for almost 20 years. Mother was just a few years older than the oldest of my Dad’s first kids. Now, I’d like to share this with her, we’ve talked about these first kids many times, but I can’t, no use. So I’m going to talk to you. Even though I haven’t seen JoAnn for years, my heart aches for her and her children’s loss. I’m sitting here with tears in my eyes. This was a turbulent time in my life. I was a snot nosed kid and Dad’s first kids were teens and young adults trying to make it in the world. They’d come home and leave again and come home etc. The younger ones had tougher lives in many ways. The three older sisters are still living, and the youngest brother. Now I love all these guys. I’ve only been close to the three oldest because they mothered me at some point in my life. When I was born, they were graduating from high school, dating and getting married, so their kids were like cousins. But I’m Aunt Sis to many … and I love it! My heart holds a special place for my half brothers and sisters. I was blessed to have grown up with two sisters Sharon and Meta and a brother Bill, and when my Mother remarried, David came along. So thankful for all these siblings. I guess what I’m trying to say is stay in touch with family, no matter what. They are a comfort through the years, and we’ve been blessed to have a life. Thank you Jesus for my dysfunctional family, each and every one. We just went different ways, different life styles. May God richly bless you all with loving families. Thank-you for listening.
Caring Is Sharing/sg/March 1, 2015