Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Contact!

Wow, speaking of manifesting...

About a week ago, I wrote in a reflection book I have running irl atm, that it would be nice to get back in contact with my extended family on my dad's side. The last time I talked (irl) to, or saw, anyone from that side of the family was about 6 years ago, when Erik was Bryn's age!

About 9.5 years ago, I had a falling out with my paternal Grandmother. I'd just recently gotten together with Dave, and being rather emotionally immature, could not thinking, or speak, about anything else. I'd gone on holiday with an aunt and her kids, and my grandmother, and my constant jabbering on about Dave was starting to irretate them. I was basically told not to mention him again (which I thought was a bit harsh, but looking back, I can see how irretating I must have been to them)... But the fall out wasn't about that, so much as about my Grandmother getting very upset over the fact that I'd announced that Dave and I might be moving in together, but not getting married. My family (that side of my family especially) is Christian, very much so, not just in name. So, to live with someone outside of marriage is a bad, bad thing. So, anyway, my Grandmother thought it might be useful to call my a whore, to drive the point home about how wrong it would be to live with a man I wasn't married to (not that it had stopped her in her youth, but that was ancient history)...

Anyway, I was very upset by this, and other things that were said and done on that holiday, and went home early. I haven't spoken to my Grandmother since..

I did see that Aunt and most of her family (but not the cousin I got along best with) a couple of years later (after Dave and I married and Erik was born). She sent Christmas cards for a couple of years... I then got in contact with her daughter (the cousin I was closest to), and we spoke once or twice on msn, but then not again in the past two years, until this morning!

So, talk about manifesting! I say I want contact with that side of the family and a week later, there is contact! We've already swapped a couple of emails. She had a son a year ago. Another cousin, who already had two boys, is pregnant again, and due around Bryn's first birthday. This cousin is apparently coming to Melbourne next month for a week, and we tentatively talked about meeting up!

I'm pretty excited about all this, but at the same time a little nervous. They're all Christians, I'm a Pagan, and there is already a history of that side of the family speaking their mind on issues - though not this cousin, so maybe it won't be an issue if it comes up - at least not one we speak about... I have no issue with them being Christians, I think that is great! But then again, I think all religion is an expression of the same understanding, they don't...

Anyway, I sent my cousin a bunch of photos, including these two I took of the older boys this morning...

4 comments:

Heather said...

I am totally enjoying reading your blog! I had to register to blogger to post a comment as there was no other option to drop in and say hi!

I hope all goes well with the cousin if you do meet-up. Being estranged from family is hard but getting a chance to reconcile is amazing! I speak from experience. :) Hopefully they have the ability to respect you for who you are and for what you believe. Sending good vibes your way that it all works out the way you want!

Hugs!
Heather

Sif said...

Thanks Heather, I didn't realise people had to register to read, I'll have to change the setting, thanks for letting me know :D...

Heather said...

Oh yay!! I can comment now without logging in :) I could read before just fine, but was unable to comment here and say hi till now!

You have an awesome blog here and a fan ;)

Hugs!

Anonymous said...

I hope you manage to meet up with your cousin also! I beleive that things manifest when you wish for them too. We had hairbands turn up here today as a gift, just as I was moaning that I wished I didn't have to buy them. Oookay. Not really the same, but sort of!
Enjoying your blog too.

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