I was sitting here at my computer looking at old photos and well memories started to hit me.....
In my previous blogs I had referred to the fact that I was basically an only child. Well you see that isn't quite the truth. I left home July 1976. I then went to live with my "other" Mom whom Ill talk about later. Well one day I was downtown Ottawa with my 3 "adopted" siblings I had been gone from my parents house a couple of months by then, when I ran into to my dad. So I asked how mom was doing and she said oh fine getting big. I looked at my dad like he had 3 heads and said what do you mean she's getting big. Well turns out that my mother was pregnant! I was just so disgusted thinking my mother at the age of 36 was having a child. ( I know kind of stupid huh) So I headed home with the kids and then headed to my parents house, which was only up and around the corner from where I was living. So I walked in the house and there stood my mother with a Maternity top on. I was floored. So my reign as the only child was going to be over that February/March. At first I was in shock but then I thought well they have another 17-18 years of having a kid in the house. I laughed a little bit when I went back to my other mom and told her. It was funny cause Mom and Dad both thought they had it made with me gone, (thy thought this after the cops told her they could do nothing to bring me back home cause I had a job and a roof over my head). So in my eyes the joke was on them. (I know I wasn't a nice kid!)
I wanted to venture out on my own and had an urge to find my "real" father in Winnipeg. I then remembered that my mom had told me that my God father lived in Montreal. So I tracked him down and went to meet him and meet my cousins and from there he directed me to Winnipeg and my father and all my aunty's and uncles and cousins. So off to Winnipeg I go. I was there a couple of months and I got a call that my mom had the baby early or so I was told. ( Skeleton in the family closet which I won't bring out right now). So my mother gave birth to a little girl February 10th, 1977, 3 months and 1 wk shy of my 18th birthday! So that is when my reign of being an only child came to an end.
At the time I was a bit excited as I finally had a sibling something that I had been asking for ever since I could remember. So I packed my bags and headed back to Ottawa so I could be close to this little baby sister of mine.
I never did have the chance to get close to this baby as my mother (who had seemed to get meaner after having this baby) had made it clear to anyone in the house that was there with the baby that i was to have no contact with her whatsoever. And so begins the saga of my half sister M. I will delve more into this at a later date and how things turned around and then well all hell broke loose.
This bothers me at times as now my half sister has 4 children and because of reasons that will become apparent later on, I have no relationship with my nephews and neice.
But I guess this is why I am doing this blog to help me heal and I am hoping that it will!
Take care everyone!
Until next time
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