Step-Parents

This is the post I have been meaning to write for awhile now but when I sat down to write, I realized I needed to go back and write about the other stuff.

So, here it is. I guess it will be short and sweet. I should have just wrote it then because I'm over it now.

Me and my sisters have had the step mother from hell and the step father from looney town. I would have went into this back when it was bubbling forth from me but now it's gone. Step father has left this world and the wicked witch has been history for awhile now.

I'm thankful for my current step-mom, Grace. She has accepted us kids right from the start and we were teens when she married my dad. Right from the start, she referred to us girls as her daughters. It was never, "this is my 'step' daughter" and I really appreciate that. When I had my daughter in the first year her and my dad were married she referred to Trish as her granddaughter. She has always bragged about her grandkids and made sure that they all got birthday and christmas presents. Now she does the same for the great grandchildren.

It's her example that I follow now that I am a step parent and step grandmother. Although, I don't see them but once a year (and just met them not too long ago); I have always thought of him as one of our kids and now his daughter is my granddaughter also.

Sisters of a Broken Marriage

I was 9 and my sisters were 6 and 7 maybe when our parents split up. I didn't have much to do with my father but my sisters went to visit him every weekend. When the divorce was being finalized there was so much contention between my parents trying to undermine each other and trying to prove each others unfitness as parents. The powers that be took us each into a room and asked us one after the other where we wanted to live.

Me and my youngest sister went with my mother. My other sister choose my father. And so the separateness began and our own ideas about the other that was not based on truth. My mother was upset that my sister choose my father. We were upset thinking she choose the money over her mother. Of course, I'm sure that idea was planted in our heads by mom.

Over the years, me and Jen, went back and forth from living with mom and dad. Her more than me. Us sisters could only get along so long before the death fights would begin. Me and Jen had our own ideas of Nae' Nae'. We thought she was stuck up and thought she was better than us, etc, etc.

After, we were all married and had kids, we kept in touch by phone periodically. One day, I was having our usual awkward conversation with Nae' Nae' and discovered that somehow we were interested and liked the same things. What? How did this happen that I did not know this?

My idea of my sister was changed from then on. Suddenly, we were so much closer. Which was a relief and a revelation.

My baby sister? She has closed herself off from us. She has her issues that she has to deal with. I have tried to help. I can't.

We must leave the past alone and stop blaming people and our circumstances for our problems. Sure they contributed, but it's over and you can't change a thing. Just move forward and make today and every day after count. Keep reaching out to your family. Sure it's hard and frustrating and painful. But they are family who have gone through things with you. Do not give up on them.

I Want That

I have this talent. Yes, I decided it was a talent just now. Whatever I finally set my attention on getting, I get. It has happened this way my whole life. I want a lot of things. But, when I finally decide to set my attention and intention on one thing. I get it with ease. I don't know how because at first it seems impossible. But, someway and somehow I get it. Love it!!