A man parked his car and briskly walked towards a restaurant to buy lunch. He was starving as he had not eaten for a whole day. His thoughts wandered through all the cuisines he had ever tasted in his life. After lunch, he was to meet up with his friends for golf, and if he skipped lunch, he would have to wait until dinner. He thought to himself what a beautiful day it was to be greedy and eat a whole chicken. Hardly had he reached the threshold of the restaurant than a truck sped through the parking alley and hit his car to pulp. Not a single thought had ever crossed his mind that that day would end as it did. And so, do friendships end. I loved my sister beyond reasonable explanation, probably with all my tendons and cartilages to bring it to perspective. She held me together, and I held her even tighter. Unfortunately, all people are to err, and soon I realized my life had taken a turn when I found myself seeking solace from my relatives instead of her. I had to find peace and forgiveness within myself for the damage I had done in our relationship.
The summer of 2017 came with a lot of surprises in our family. Both of my parents had found new jobs, and we were going on a vacation to Havana. It was a blessing as my sister and I had always wished to visit the country. We had spent countless nights as children talking about life in the Caribbean. Finally, we would go on our adventures. Havana was more than fun, it was a dream come true, and we swore to each other we had to go back when we both finish college. My sister, Diana, was about to finish college and start a new life on her own but she had promised to wait for me until I’m done with school so that we could move out together. Our love was unbreakable, and I knew I could confide in her without judgment.
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When we got back home, Diana was pregnant, and everyone was amazed. I thought I knew everything about her, so definitely I knew who the father was. I was delighted and happy for her, although she told me not to say a thing. However, mum soon found out due to her constant illness; surely, there is no way to successfully hide pregnancy from your mother. Diana wanted to keep her baby, and I supported her all the way. Nonetheless, mum was bent on knowing who the father of the baby was since Diana could not tell her she asked me. I thought it a non-issue at first, so I blurted out,
“Well, mom, I don’t know if you noticed, but while we were at Havana, Diana kept talking to “that” guy at the hotel, remember.”
She laughed and replied, “And who would have ever thought.”
So we laughed together, and I knew the issue was settled. On the contrary, my mum went to confirm the story from Diana, and she was livid. I was wrong; the baby was from her longtime boyfriend, Daniel. I had never been so nervous and anxious in my life. I knew I had broken her trust. When she saw me, she did not say a thing, but a day later, she packed her bags and moved out to stay with Daniel. It broke my heart; I cried myself to sleep every night. What would I ever say when I meet her? Was I ever a true friend to her? These thoughts haunted me every day of my life.
After Diana gave birth, I mustered the courage to call her and told her that I loved her and missed her intensely. She replied, but I could feel it was not the same. I was slowly sinking into depression, and my mum noticed, so she sent me to stay with my aunt, Magdalene. Interestingly, Magdalene is a psychotherapist; hence, it did not take her long to realize I was psychologically suffering. She helped me search for tranquility and forgiveness within myself. I had to forgive myself and search for means to gain my sister’s trust back.
