I have experienced extreme grief before but never like what I am going through at the moment. This has occurred because of my sister’s courageous fight with pancreatic cancer and the fact that she is my last living relative in my family of origin. This may not make sense to some of you but I wasn’t expecting the level of sorrow I feel.
My sister and I have had a rocky relationship ever since I can remember and I don’t know why. It could very well be the difference in our philosophy of living and the type of lifestyles we have chosen to live. They are as different as night and day. I know that this bothers her and she is not accepting of alternative beliefs or lifestyles. One is not wrong or right but most definitely is a paradigm shift that affects everything in one’s relationship with the world.
My anguish centers around the loss of communication between us that has been nonexistent for the past 19 months due to a falling out. I have reached out and now it is all up to her.