sibling love?

I have no siblings in the way my White friends do (and my one Black acquaintance who shares the parental burden equally with her brother.) When I think of family, I think of a group that helps you when you’re in trouble. Instead, I’ve been put into WhatsApp groups where I was ordered by a sibling’s wife to sort out my parents’ house and problems. Me- who didn’t live there. I should have stood up for myself and told that female to sort it out herself if she’s so troubled by it (The state of the house)

That’s not what real siblings do. Real siblings have real love. Real siblings give, they don’t take. Real siblings work together, they don’t demand one to bear everything. When my mother died, in their very first phone call after my mother’s death, same day of her death, one told me “We need the death certificate, we need the letter of whatever, we need her ID.” I stupidly thought they meant we as in me and them, to help my dad with planning the funeral!

Nope. They phoned me the day my mother died, telling me the documents THEY wanted because they had put my mother on their funeral policies and wanted to get money from her death. Yet they hadn’t ever helped me when she was alive. They’re the WhatsApp group people who demanded that I sort out the issues THEY had with a house that wasn’t mine! Guys, I’ve never seen such ‘family’ in my life. Of course I never gave them the documents, but some other relative did. That is blood money, it’s cursed. The sibling who didn’t even send a condolence message was better than that. Just pretend I don’t exist instead of profiting from the death of my mother.

Thankfully, I do have siblings from the adoption of our Father God. Siblings bonded by the blood Christ shed for us. ❤️

But..my children!! THIS is love- real sibling love!

They bought her a whole FIVE doughnuts! Children who don’t even buy themselves doughnuts! That is love! Walking in extreme heat for the sake of their sister.

They told me that the house felt horrible without her “even though there are five of us! But it was empty.” 🥹That’s love. Missing each other. My Talkalot Twin talked a lot about how her sister was absent. And my TalkNotMuch Twin…Oh man…She was on her way to her bedroom for nap time and she passed our patient’s bedroom this afternoon, saw that our patient was BACK! She ran into her room, the patient hugged her, and our twin pulled her sister after hugging her, into her own room where she pulled our patient onto her bed and lay down next to her, thumb in mouth (Her ‘I’m happy‘ sign.)🥹

That is sibling love. My poor Micaiah wanted to visit his sister but rules are strict. That’s love. Sending cards and flowers. That’s love. I may never have experienced it. I may have experienced a huge disregard and disrespect, but I’ve seen it in my family.

There are going to be many sad souls when university time and flight school time come our way. And that is GOOD! Because then reunion time will be wonderful. All because of love. ❤️

And I hope it lasts forever.”