Earlier this month, I wrote about getting back in touch with a former foster sister. For some reason, I found myself thinking about this today.
I think part of the reason why I don't want to reach out to her again is because I don't know what to say to her. Wish you could have lived with us longer? Hope you're doing well even though you're not my sister anymore? I mean, we've already had the initial awkward conversation reacquainting ourselves with each other, now what do I do?
The last time we spoke, I mentioned that I would send my former foster sister any old pictures of us that I came across. I feel like that might be a good way to open up the lines of communication again, after not speaking for a few weeks... If I find some pictures to send her, it gives me a reason to write to her. Otherwise, I'm not sure what to say to her or what to ask her. I don't want to overwhelm her, but I would love to know more about her as a grown-up versus a little kid.
Sometimes I just think that my life is so weird. I mean, how many other people need to think about how they're going to go about having a conversation with a former sibling? It's just not a common thought that most young adults need to ponder. Yet at the same time, I feel so lucky to have grown up the way that I did, and to have these strange decisions in my life.
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