I know that is not a very articulate start to this post, but it’s the only word I can think of that really describes how I feel. My “new” sister called me yesterday and told me that our father’s mother (our grandmother) had passed away. It feels WEIRD to be grieving some I don’t know….but that is what I am grieving. I am grieving the opportunity to know my grandmother. I am grieving ever knowing whether I have her nose or her laugh. I am grieving what might have been.
My sister brought it up and said she had always envisioned me meeting everyone. I realized in that moment that I had felt the same way. I hope it will not be too late for anyone else by the time C decides to tell his wife. I’ve so enjoyed getting to know my sister, that I am looking forward to meeting my other siblings. Hopefully it will be soon.