Edna is my sister. Actually my eldest sister. My only surviving sister. I don't know what it is like to grow up with a sibling. Edna was 18 when I was born. During my early growing up years my sisters were probably more like aunts to me. Young, pretty aunts.
Anyway, Edna is special. Just because she is a special type person. When I was a young woman, I'd shake my head and think Edna thought the world was like Walt Disney World. But now I know that Edna knows as well as anyone how far from Walt Disney the world is. But she tries to make it like that for everyone in her life. And that makes her special and a treasure to everyone who knows her.
For me personally, not having mama, daddy or our other sister since I was in my early twenties, Edna has been aunt, older sister, surrogate mother and friend to me. For my children growing up with only my stepfather on my side of the family for a grandparent, she has always been the aunt with the mostest. The most time. Remembering more occasions. With more surprises. More love, acceptance and support. Attending more activities. Going above and beyond to try to never let them feel the void on our side of the family. I don't think they have. Thanks to Edna, that's a void only she and I share.
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