August 9, 2013
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Hating the Miles in the Middle
My sister left this morning. She’s two years older than me, and happens to be my best and oldest friend in the entire world. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, she had to come down here last week and stay a few days with my family. She brought her two youngest children with her. The unforeseen circumstances took a little longer to deal with and they ended up bunked in our house for a whole 10 days. Despite the fact that our kind of tiny house had 7 children and 3 adults, lots of noise, leaky window ac units, a crap ton of laundry, and the occasional child-melee, it was a wonderful visit. We haven’t spent 10 days together since she lived with me and Steven for a few months way back in 01.
You see, we live just far enough apart that we only get to see each other a couple times a year. We text daily, or call. I discuss everything with her, from big news, down to what I had for breakfast yesterday and the fact that I think tomorrow I’m going to have a migraine. There’s not much about me she doesn’t know and vice versa. I love her. And I hate the miles that separate us. It was so nice to be able to run over to the kitchen store with her and browse. Or go go to the pool together with all the kids. Or to just hang out, or watch t.v., together.
We often imagine dreamily what it would be like to live closer, but life does not allow that possibility right now. We just say, “Maybe someday.” and go on about our business. So, after she left this morning, and Steven looked at me with all the kindness in the world in his eyes and said, “I knew you’d be sad today, you’re always sad when she goes.” I had to go in the bathroom and cry. I hate crying! But I did it anyway. And tomorrow I’ll have a migraine. And Ronda already knows.
Comments (12)
You two would probably self-combust if you lived close to one another. In a good self-combust sort of way. And yes, my tears were rolling in the second paragraph. (((hug)))
I have a brother in Philly and sister in Sacramento. We don’t get to see each other nearly enough.
I am jealous of your sibling closeness. My sister is six years older than me and lives far, and has for a long time. We don’t really know each other very well at all, and I only see her maybe once or twice a year for a few days when she comes to visit my parents. My brother and I are closer in age, but his disabilities make it difficult for us to have the sort of sibling relationship that some people have. I hope you recover from your migraine. It’s scary how many people I know nowadays who get them regularly.
Aw… that makes me sad. But it also makes me happy that you have that kind of relationship despite the miles.
I know it seems like it’s worse then if you never saw them at all. I have 7 siblings and 3 live here, 2 in Az and 2 in Ca.
@Texasjillcarmel – I have 8 total, one out of state and the other 7 scattered across the state.
@TrentTribe – I love her!
@leaflesstree – I get along well with all of my siblings, but she and I are the closest!
@Aloysius_son – ya’ll are spread out all over!
@WildWomanOfTheWest – I bet you’re right about the self-combustion!
What beautiful ladies you both are! What a singular delight to have a sibling who shares the soul. Hope you all can go and visit her in the near future, and I hope you didn’t get that migraine.
Aww, so sweet! I’m sorry you don’t live closer, but it’s awesome that you are still so close!