Sunday, September 18, 2011

Why My Sister is My Forever Friend

by Leann

My sister, the REAL Candace Carson, is five years younger than me. We have always been close--I was the mom she and I never really had. I did a lot of nurturing since she first came into my life. She got married at my house and even though my husband, my kids and I were the only guests, I made sure she had cake and champagne and canapes. Oh, and the rent-a-minister from the wedding chapel down the freeway.

We have always talked often, visited often (even though she lives 2500 miles away) and helped each other through the tough times everyone experiences in life. Those are reasons enough to be forever friends. Now there is another.

Since I became ill with Lyme and a couple other confounding invisible fatigue causing illnesses, my husband the pack rat has had his way. Nothing has been thrown out or donated in years. I used to keep on top of things, sneaking off to the Goodwill to donate or I would just reorganize and collect the old shoes and clothes and books in various places. But between writing mysteries and fighting fatigue, those tasks have remained undone. Until this past week.

We have made two trips to the Goodwill with my car completely full. We have packed up ten boxes of items that will be stored in a unit in South Carolina for our eventual move there. We now have enough bags and boxes to fill the car again and go off to the Goodwill donation center. Her biggest help was with books that are just too heavy for me to carry. My pack-rat husband, who has saved every rusty screw and broken bolt for decades, somehow doesn't understand that I can never, ever throw away a book. Yet throwing them away, rather than giving them away, would have been his solution. Now they will go to new homes thanks to her strength. And she IS strong. Just lugged those boxes to my car without a problem. I never could have done any of this without her help and I will be forever grateful. I am so lucky to have her in my life.

How about you? Is there someone you love who will do whatever you ask, whenever you need it done? We all need a rescuer every now and then. :-)

9 comments:

Aurian said...

Yes, I think my sister and brother in law will be there for me if I need them. Lucky, I can do everything myself, and I have a great boyfriend who really wants to do everything for me. But having been alone for 17 years made me really independent. After all, I had to do everything alone all that time, so I am not an incapable weak girlie girl. But it is sweet dat he wants to do things for me.

Leann Sweeney said...

I was always a big time, "I can handle anaything" person. My mind still has that attitude. My body? Not so much anymore. :-)

Patti said...

I am so sorry to hear about your health, Leann. I am fighting parkinsons and muscle disorders, so I understand about the fatigue. My Mom (aged 90) lived with us and she just passed away. I owe my friends and children so much for helping us get through this. They were at her bedside when I needed rest. The last week of her life, she was never alone. Our refrigerator was full of food, our house was cleaned, and their was a list of people who would be there for us in a second. It's humbling to know so many people will step up to help when you need them. I feel very blessed. Oh, and, I also cannot throw away a book! ((hugs))

Leann Sweeney said...

Patti, how absolutely wonderful. This is the kind of thing I was talking about today. Giving not THINGS but giving yourself. It's great!

Candy said...

I love you. I am who I am partly because of you. C

Mare F said...

You've teared me up again and I'm off to call my oldest, dearest friend who is more my sister than any blood relatives I have. Thank you.

Nancy said...

You and your sister are fortunate to have each other. I can see that she was a huge help to you in moving those books. I know how heavy books are! I agree with you - you can't just throw books away. I have shared books in many ways - given them to a friend's shut-in mother, donated them to the library for resale, used them for trade-ins at used book stores, passed them along to my friends and my two daughters, but never thrown them away.

Leann Sweeney said...

I recall having a garage sale because we had to move twice in one year--they sold the rental we were living in while our house was being built. I put out boxes of books with no price. Whenever anyone would ask, I would say, if you promise to read it, it's free. One man took an entire box of our old texts from college. He was a science teacher and SO happy to have them. I love when books find the right homes.

Vickie said...

My sister is my go-to best friend, too. We had our ups and downs growing up, but we were always each others playmate. Especially since we were the new kids at school a lot of the time since we were Air Force brats. And we spent every summer at my maternal grandparents' farm and the nearest neighbor was three or more miles away.
She lives in Chicago burbs and I live in Denver burbs and don't always get to talk as much as we would like, but we maintain our psychic link and always pick up the phone when we know the other needs it.

Gentle {HUGS} to you, Leann.