
Last week was half term in most schools in the UK so my elder sister living in London came over to Manchester with her kids to see us. I was so happy she came, having her kids and her was pure delight and my daughter was so so happy having other kids in the house.
When it was time to leave, it was so so emotional, I didn’t shed tears like my sister but my insides were in rubble, I knew I needed to be strong and I also knew I would miss my sister immensely even though she is just a 3-hour journey away. This is not like growing up where you can just up and travel anywhere, you have to plan your time around your children’s schedule so even though she was 3 hours away, I knew I won’t see her anytime soon but grateful for the little mercies of technology but that is not the story.
While checking up on them through the trip back to London, I told her “growing up sucks” I missed the days were it was just us, I come from a large nuclear family and when we gather, it is always joyful, full of jokes, laughter and plenty gist. I felt the comfort of having my sister with me, the confidence to complain about everything and anything and not be judged. The ability to eat and not wash the plates, run upstairs knowing my sister would wash up the plates.
No one told us that having our own family will take us on different paths and we may not see each other or be in the same place but I am grateful that we can still fellowship wherever we are. I wished at that moment I was a teenager again and we didn’t have to go back to our families cos we live in the same house but alas, it cannot be so….
So I take comfort in the fact that every time I get to speak to any of my siblings, I will leave that conversation with words of encouragement, a prayer, laughter and hope.
Growing up isn’t easy however we moveeeeeeeee
Thank God for my siblings, we might be in different places but we love each other and that is what counts.
Have a great week, and reach out to your siblings today.
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