Siblings in meh...

  • Jan. 15, 2015, 3:39 p.m.
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The way I hear it, from my dad I am one of 12 children my father has. There are only two sets of us that my dad had two children with. My big brother and I and my baby brother & baby sister. They aren’t babies, being that they are in their 20’s (big bro & I in our 40’s-crazy huh?). Even crazier, baby girl and I have the same birthday. The SAME birthday. One year on Twitter, my birthday message to her was “The greatest tricks my father ever pulled was to make two daughters many years apart and they were both born on the same day.” LOL

I remember the first time seeing my little sister, she was about 2 or 3. She was adorable. And when I saw her, I noticed she looked like a baby picture of my older brother and I knew. No one ever said anything to me about it, but I knew. I remember my baby brother when he was a kid. He was too cute. That’s my male twin next to my dad.

I met my older sister when I was about 9 or 10. I didn’t know I had a sister and was eager to meet her and hang out. She is 8 years older so i was still very much a kid when I was always wanting to hang out with her. But we got a chance to one day and it was great. We’ve been close ever since.

I met my brother Germaine one Sunday after church. I didn’t know he was my brother at first and I was, in my head thinking how damn fine he was. Then someone said that’s your brother. I was like, “Shit shit shit!!” But ever since then, when we’d see each other in church, he’d do brother stuff. He would make jokes and we’d giggle and then, if we had to hold hands, he dug his nubby nails into my fingers, which hurt.

I met my oldest brother, Corinthian, at his wedding reception. My hair was ugly. When I met him, I swore up and down he was not related to us, because we all looked good and he looked like…Steve Urkle with knots on his head. LOL He had the gall to say, “Don’t we look just a like??” while his arm was around me and he was shaking me. It was like a sitcom. I was stiff and straight looking at him sideways like he was bananas while he did this. Ugh. The next time I saw him was at a dinner for our granny. He was trying to wow me with bad breath until I reminded him I was his sister.

Tony. One of my favorite brothers. I met him at a birthday dinner for my dad that I wasn’t invited to. I don’t even remember how I found out about it, but I showed up and was introduced to him & his wife who was pregnant at the time. We’ve forged a great relationship. I talk to him and encourage him a lot when he’s down about things. He is an ordained minister. He is in the music ministry. Actually, the majority of my siblings can sing, play and instrument. We are a talented group.

There is a baby sister that I have met. She is between the ages of my daughter & son which is 16 & 20. I don’t know. But I do know she exists. I do know she does get her time in with him. And there is another sister & 2 brothers that I am told exist, but have never met.

I also have my younger step siblings and all the strays that my dad just loves and everyone wants to be a brother or a sister to our clan. I say whatever. My aunt hurt the feelings of one the strays at a family picnic a couple of years ago to the point he left with his daughter. She said, “I keep telling them. I don’t claim everybody, especially when they aren’t my family.” I think he spoke to her and said, “Hi Auntie.”

And this actually strayed waaaay away from where I was going with this.

My little sister, birthday twin.

She sings. Has a beautiful voice. Has a great sound, great range. As I’ve said, we are a talented bunch. So for whatever reason, I was thinking about her. I went to You Tube to see if there were any links to her songs or videos of her. And I found several. I listened to them, and l watched her, seeing her, though I already know who she is. This prompted me to send her a text. I told her that I know we aren’t as close as I’d like to be, but that she and her daughters are thought of often and I love them very much and that I was so proud of her and who she has grown to be. She was so encouraged and so happy that I sent that to her. It brought tears to my eyes that I was able to bless her that way. She said she felt like no one sibling-wise wanted to be bothered with her. I’m like no baby girl. I don’t feel that way. I love all of y’all.

So that was that.

I just wanted to put this down on paper somewhere. Memoir purposes and such. lol

Respectfully yours,
Sister


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