January 12,
2015
(This is part of a 365 project during my 70th
year about gifts that each day brings.)
Photo by Joseph Ayers |
Sisters—
Nancy two years younger than I am and Jaymie nine years younger. Today I spent
time with them. Like most families, as we married and had our own children and
grandchildren, life became busy with an ever-growing circle. My sisters and I
always saw one another on holidays at family gatherings, talked on the phone and
sent emails. Lately, however, as our father’s health became worse, our
communications grew more frequent. Now after his death in early December, we
have been spending more and more real time together trying to settle his estate
matters. Although the cause is a sad one, our time together is good with shared
memories.
As we
were growing up, our parents had always been careful about never showing
favoritism among their children and that has been a good thing. I can honestly
say that I’ve never been jealous of my sisters. Well… just for a brief time I
have to admit that I was a little jealous that when she was 12, Nancy had a boyfriend and I
didn’t. After all, I was 14 and I should have been the first to have a serious
boyfriend. As it turned out, none of that matters unless you’re a teenager.
I realize
there are many families who spend a lot of time arguing after a parent’s death.
They disagree about various decisions and money matters. My sisters and I have
shown none of that dysfunction. There is genuine love and sharing as we make
this journey together. My younger siblings especially show concern for the
others’ feelings and they show patience with my impatience at dealing with possessions.
There is no greediness among us. In fact, we tend to bend over backwards for
the others to make sure no one is cheated.
All this
reminds me of how lucky I am to have had the parents I did and to have two
sisters who understand the value of relationships.
My gift
today was spending time with my sisters.
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