I am making preparations to fly to Washington state for a final visit with my sister, who has cancer. She has at most a month or two left. It would be sad no matter what, but particularly so for a 41 year old mother. To say our relationship is complicated would be understating the situation by a lot. My oldest daughter, B, is actually my sister's child that my husband and I raised (a story for another day). B, my stepsister, T, and I are going together to see my sister, as we did this summer. My sister's situation has me reflecting upon my childhood, and in particular how my sisters and I were split apart.
My stepsister, T, and I were close as children, and we are very close today. But, there is a period of about 25 years (yes, we're old!) when we had very little contact. How did that happen? I'm going to have to say it was divorce . . . 70's style. My mom and stepdad and T's mom and stepdad divorced at the same time, when we (T, her sister D, my sister, L, and myself) were in our early teens. Apparently it didn't occur to the adults involved that they were not just divorcing, they were causing the divorce of four girls who had spent their childhoods together. Four girls who giggled under the covers way past lights out, shared the hatch of a Datsun 240z on car trips (no seatbelts!), camped together, wore matching Halloween costumes, fought over doing the dishes, had snowball fights and sledded at our grandparents/ stepgrandparents cabin, waterskiied at the Colorado river, and were just generally SISTERS. Once the parents separated, we girls were never even offered the opportunity to see each other.
I don't know if it's by chance or luck, but our circle of friends has not been touched by divorce (yet?) Most of our friends, and our kid's friend's parents, are around the 20 years married mark. So I don't know firsthand how families are handling divorce these days. But I would expect that today's parents are a lot more enlightened about considering the psyches of their children. I certainly hope so. Divorce is never painless, but I'm sure it works out better if the adults involved consider all the ramifications it will have on the children involved, even if the children are not related by blood. Looking back, I'm not sure why all of us girls just blindly accepted our situation. Again, I'm going to blame it on the 70's--you did what your parents said and you didn't ask a lot of questions. I'm sure my children would be voicing their opinions clearly loudly! And thank goodness for that.
Losing someone close to you really causes you to reflect on, and analyze, your life. I'm generally not given to a whole lot of introspection, but if feels good to have gotten these thoughts on paper blogosphere.
Man, this post gets to me. I, too, was a victim of of Divorce 70's style. When my parents divorced, my mom took me (age 5) and my dad took my brother (age 9) and went their separate ways. We never crossed paths again. I wrote my brother a couple of letters many years ago, and they both came back Return to Sender. Pretty sad.
I'm sorry about your sister. Hope you find some peace.
Posted by: Mrs. G. | December 30, 2007 at 12:41 AM
It was my sister's illness that brought T and I back together. Since then, I've been reuniting with lots of my (step)family. I think you are so busy with life, raising a family, etc. in your 20's & 30's that you don't notice the absence. I hope you get to reunite with your brother at some point--it has made a world of difference in my life.
Posted by: Jenn | December 30, 2007 at 12:50 AM
Jenn. Also looking through your archives. Sorry to hear about your sister's illness. What a gift you've given to her (your) daughter. Oh, that big D word. Such grief it can bring. Good reminder that it flows beyond the two divorcees.
Posted by: Jamie | March 08, 2008 at 10:52 AM