and then, there were 2

To say I am thrilled, would be an understatement.

Ed arrived last night.

TO LIVE.

I am scared my happiness will explode my heart and kill me before I can enjoy it.

Last night, we went to dinner and it was like it was just Ed and I. Yap, Yap, Yapping away. On the same page, making jokes, laughing, giving each other looks that no one else understood.

I’ve missed this.

I would say that when Heidi and I are together, we’re pretty much in our own world, speaking our own language. It’s one of the reason she’s one of the best friends I have ever had or will ever have.

Michael and I, when we are alone, out at a restaurant, we are oblivious to everyone else.

So, yes, I can have a relationship like that with other people. But there is something special about being with my siblings.

When I’m with Dawn-there is just this amazing energy. We never stop laughing. Even when the circumstances are sad, we can just give a look or small touch and know that everything is going to be OK. I am struggling for words to describe it, because there are no words. She is my soul mate and I can’t ever explain to you how it feels to be with her because it’s not a feeling you could ever feel. I mean, yes, you might feel your own, unique feeling with your sibling or someone else, but it’s not the same as my feeling. Just like I can never know your feeling. Which, I think, is awesome.

Ed and I have always had a weird relationship. I’m part cool, older sister and part mean mom. The age difference just made it that way. As he’s gotten older, our relationship has evolved. It will continue to evolve. But, being around him, laughing, talking and just soaking up his presence-it’s an incredible feeling. A feeling I was afraid I’d lost. A feeling I was afraid Joe took from me.

Now, I realize that Ed and I can move into that phase of our relationship-Peers. Friends. Soul mates. One of my dreams has come true-I have a sibling living near me! It astonishes me how happy I feel.

I plan to hold onto to it forever. 

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Pokes on: "and then, there were 2" (3)

  1. You are so lucky to have that. I’m sorry that my brother and I never moved into a real adult relationship before he died. I think there’s something special about those kinds of relationships when they’re with blood relatives. Glad to hear you so happy again!

  2. Yay! I’m so happy for you. The years I lived by my sister were incredibly special. There’s nothing like a sibling/friend.

  3. Nice picture. Hee hee. Nothing like having a sibling close (that’s why I moved to Seattle three years ago!).