Sisters at odds.

I haven’t talked about it much, but I live with my younger sister. She’s 6 years younger than me and we’ve been roommates for over 5 years. Most of the time, we get along. Most of the time, we are friends.

Throughout this Foster Care process, she’s been fully on board. She says she’s ready to be supportive and to help when/as she can, she helped prepare the house and the kiddos’ room for all of the inspections, she took a CPR class, she even went to the training classes with me (Which, honestly, I doubt I would have done if I didn’t have to, they were long and boring for the most part!).

Recently though, she started dating a new guy and has completely disappeared.

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Like one day we were watching Locked Up on Netflix and cooking dinner and the next day, POOF, adios, gone. She basically uses our house as a closet and a place to sleep for a few hours at a time. She leaves early in the morning and doesn’t come home until after I’m in bed. Her life literally revolves around this new guy.

It’s been a rough few weeks. I’ve been resentful. We’ve been fighting, a lot, mostly over text since she’s never home. She thinks I’m jealous. I’m not. I’m actually happy for her, she’s dated a lot of trash monsters on her quest to find a good guy and I’m glad she has.

The problem is, I’m worried (hell, I’m scared) that the support I thought I was going to have during this Foster Care journey won’t be there when I start this thing and I really need it.

I’m trying not to freak out and be discouraged, but I know I haven’t handled this as gracefully as I should have.

I’m struggling right when I need to be resting and mentally/spiritually preparing for all that is about to change. I know that there’s some spiritual warfare going on here.

It’s been a rough and lonely few weeks.

I’m not really sure what the solution is. I don’t have the answers. I’m just praying that we figure out a peace soon. I’m praying that when push comes to shove, God will give me the strength I need, whether she’s there to help out or not.

 

 

p.s. Still no word from DHS. I thought I’d have heard by now, but it’s not all that surprising that I haven’t. It’s all hurry up and wait with them.

17.

Tomorrow, my baby sister turns 17. I remember being 17. Wasn’t that like, yesterday?

Where did the time go?

ClaireAnna, my love, my favorite person in the world. I am so proud of the young woman she’s becoming. She’s smart, witty, kind, clever, creative, full of light. I could go on and on. I have loved her with all of my heart since before she was born and I’m so blessed to call her my sister.

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The happiest of chickadees. (5 yrs old here)

 

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A smiley girl and her horse. 

 

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Strong and passionate. 

 

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Gorgeous, in and out. 

I love you, I love you, I love you.