In my family, I am one of fours daughters. Here in Auckland three of us we look after mum and dad. In my house we have three people living. They are mum, dad and myself.
In the past my house had three people living. They were my two sons and me.
This Christmas my sons spent Christmas with their dad. However circumstances change and my youngest arrived on boxing day.
I have a new set of ‘kids’ to look after and this year I put up the Christmas tree for them.
Mum helped me decorate the tree and then likes to sit in her chair and watch the lights. On Christmas eve I took her to mass and as usual the best part was singing the carols. That and her coming out to claim kisses from the parish priest. He was so sweet and teased her right back and even responded to her in Samoan.
On Christmas day we celebrated at my older sister’s house. She had her three children with her as they have all been traveling the world.
Also there with mum and dad was my my other sister. So again this Christmas us three sisters were together.
There is no way I can look after mum and dad myself so with their help we are able to have them with us. Yes there are challenges and there is also a lot of laughs and special times. This post is really about my sisters because they do a lot for me and I often need to remind myself that I have come this far through their ongoing support and help.
As soon as school finished I took off to my island of sanctuary Tiritirimatangi while my two sisters took over the evening care of our parents. I usually spend three nights there and this always allows me to feel like I have had a break so I came back refreshed.
Last night I had family arrive from overseas and again the number three popped up as they greeted each of us with three kisses.
I finished the night skyping with my cousin and aunty and took a screen shot of the three of us talking.
This morning mum and dad and I will have breakfast. Just the three of us. Then later on, us three sisters will be together again.