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Annie Kelahan, pages 628-633
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Agreeing to participate in this project led me to questions I had long been avoiding for fear of the answers... "Who are my sisters to me?" "Who am I to them?" "Am I a good sister?"
 
As I wrestled with how to communicate my sister role and experience, I realized I was involved in a study in confusing contradictions. My sisters and I — distant yet connected; years of separations and comings together; absent and present; lost time and shared times; feeling wounded and feeling cared for; very different plants rooted in the same pot (or similar plants rooted in very different pots?)
 
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I recognized that my act of cultivating lovely female friends both provided the type of sisterhood I craved, yet contributed to my avoidance of exploring the relationships with my own sisters.
 
Although no satisfying answers to my questions emerged through this book project, one thing was definitely clear — the sisters I grew up with are important and significant in my life and contribute to who I am today. My own exploration in this area continues. And it feels like important work!
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