I have a unique upbringing. I am one of 4 children. My two older siblings are my half brother and sister. My father was married and had two kids. When they got divorced, my parents had my brother and I.
Growing up in my house was a different type of experience. My older siblings were with us every Wednesday and every other weekend, while their mother had custody of them all other days. Yet, when my older siblings were present, my parents always treated and loved us equally. Also, we were all one family. This meant that we never referred to each other as "half brother" and "half sister". Instead, if anyone asked, we were siblings and that was all that mattered.
It was hard growing up with siblings who were not always present. I missed my brother and sister when they were not around. And it took me a long time to realize that my reality was not the same as other kids. My friends had siblings who lived with them every moment of every day.
Unique as it may have been, there were many fun summer vacations, holidays, and birthdays spent together. And to this day, we still make it a point to get our families together twice a year including New Years and August. We look forward to this time together, and we remain in close contact throughout the year.
I have mentioned many times that when I put my high heeled shoes on, I remember that I have come a long way in my life's journey. And as I share this with you, I remember that we each have a unique story to share and that our lives are intertwined versions of these unforgettable stories. And I, for one, am so glad to have this platform to continue to share my story with all of you.
Love Note: With all my heart, I genuinely request that due to the content written, please seek the guidance of professional help should you feel you need it.
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