Today I achieved a major landmark with regards to the way I want to interact with my sister, and with regards to the kind of involvement I want in her life. Today we went out for lunch.<\/p>\n
Just lunch. No “business” to take care of. No meetings before or after. Just going out for lunch.<\/p>\n
It has been my goal to a weekly social outing with my sister, just sharing time and not “working” on anything in particular. The last few weeks with her have been very taxing for me, since she had a slew of medical appointments, sometimes as many as 3 a week, and I accompanied her to all of them (usually with my 4-month old baby). It was too much, and I got burned out. It may have been too stressful for her as well, given how she blew up on me<\/span> after one of them.<\/p>\n I have since decided to ask my mother to step in and accompany my sister to medical appointments. My mom and my sister have a very difficult, complicated relationship<\/span>, and my mother has Stage 4 cancer<\/span> (which miraculously doesn’t cause her pain or debilitate her). All this makes me very hesitant to ask my mom to help, but at some point I realized a few things that resulted in my asking my mother to help:<\/p>\n I had considered hiring somebody to take care of my sister’s medical appointments, but I think it would require a lot of training for this person, and they would need to be available at all kinds of strange times. It could be done, and I was close to doing it, and then thought again about my mother, and decided to give it a try.<\/p>\n The results was that, this week, for the first time in many months, I went out on a date with my sister. She had a medical appointment earlier this week, which my mother took care of, and I was glad to realize I have time to go and just spend social time with my sister. We went to a diner and ate and talked for about an hour. Although she doesn’t have a lot to talk about, I learned long ago that the easiest way to have a real conversation with her is to talk about myself<\/span> (which used to make me uncomfortable, but now I’m grateful to have this option). These days my sister also asks about my son, and so we talk about him and laugh about the stories I tell her.<\/p>\n I was driving her to work after we finished eating, and she suddenly said: You know, it’s funny that this is one of the first outings I’ve had as an adult. And I asked her: What do you mean? We’ve gone out before to restaurants or to walk around. And my sister said Yeah, but usually with mom.<\/p>\n Which factually is not true – we have gone out many times without mom, but that was before my mother moved near us. Since my mother arrived, I’ve had almost no social time with either my sister or my mother – it was all “operational”, taking care of necessary logistics and appointments. And in this way my sister was totally right: This was the first date we’ve had in a long, long time. It felt good to spend some human time together. And, not surprisingly, my sister did not call me later today, and her helper did not contact me about any special problems after seeing my sister today.<\/p>\n\n