Amanda & Simon

Sister from another mister, Brother from another mother.

The world is a fascinating place to me: how two people i share blood with yet have no connection to.

And how much you two have in common despite never having met.

The sister from another mister: Amanda.

My birth mothers 2^nd husband who she ran away with leaving her first kids behind.

Her real daughter having lived in denial of her first daughter & me her son.

Brother from another mother: Simon, my abusive stepmother’s son.

Her real son.

Both of you loved & cared for, raised in a family unit, not for either of you a blended family or strong connection to your siblings.

The distance between us fostered by your family’s guilt over abandoning us or not wanting to talk of difficult ‘things’ like divorce or abandonment.

& then:

when our mother died, Amanda you were left everything

when my stepmother died: Simon you were left everything

The commonality of disinheriting to favour the child of a second marriage, their real child. (this is why Bonaparte got inheritance laws-France & Spain, right)                         

I haven’t spoken to either of you in a while, you have my phone number, you know how to find me.

But why should you? you have everything.

i would only be a complication.

This being the other commonality you share & given to you by your parents: we are a complication best ignored & hope we go away.

I hope you both live long.