My House, Caronport Saskatchewan
Heading off to bed, 12:13 AM
Weather outside = wet but warm
A hilarious and unfortunate story came to light as Victoria and I were driving home from my parent's place. It involved the definition of Brother and Sister status. Perhaps some back story is needed to fully appreciate the situation. Victoria and I have been dating since February of this year, but we have liked each other for much longer than that.
This is a love story, so either enjoy or be warned...
Also, it has been posted with Victoria's permission.
I always liked Victoria because I thought that she was a mature and courageous woman with a solid head on her shoulders. My heart always went out to her because she suffers from a chronic illness known as EDS, which makes it so that her joints will dislocate often so that she is in constant pain. I was envious of her ability to ravenously read and manufacture A grade papers while serving as a tech for the school and singing in the Christmas musical. She was an authentic person, kind, caring, wounded, a kindred spirit. Within my first year of meeting her I regarded her as a sister, someone who I had befriended that was very close to me, who could ask anything, who I completely trusted and would do anything for. Victoria adopted several brothers who, like myself had befriended were very close to her, who could ask anything, who she completely trusted and would do anything for. I saw my friendship circle grow in adoption, good friends and brothers of mine became her brothers and I was happy for them. I however never received brother status even though I thought of her as my own sister, but didn't really think anything of it. I just assumed that she had her circle of best friends and that I just wasn't part of that circle, so I would faithfully treat her as a sister from the shadows and stay out of her attention because for a long time I was dating Julie and it wasn't until nearly a year after that relationship ended that I began to get sad about being left out. I figured that I just wasn't worth it and like so many other relationships I had in life, (friendship or otherwise) I was to be the quiet unseen one who cared and worked for the betterment of the other, was never accepted and rarely noticed. (heart throb anyone?)
Victoria on the other hand liked before I liked her but was too scared to say so. To be fair, she wasn't yet in a place where she could. Indeed, she adopted brothers slowly and also sisters, but not me. You see, one thing I didn't understand was that you can adopt brothers and sisters in the sense that you will always seek their good and express a level of deep friendship (which is what I was doing) and that you can adopt brothers and sisters to protect yourself and set up limits by saying that they will only ever be a brother or sister. The reason why she never regarded me as a brother wasn't because I never reached that state of relationship, but because she hoped that I would surpass it and not just be a brother to her. (heart throb anyone?)
Then I started dating Julie and the relationship lasted a good 3 years and Victoria did (in my opinion) an extraordinary brave and selfless thing by respecting my relationship with Julie and wishing us well, while at the same time refusing to relegate me to brother status. After my relationship dissolved one of our good friends (Ian) moved to Caronport and within a few weeks had earned brother status to Victoria. (I also regard him as a brother) He saw how Victoria's other brothers were part of her life but was really confused why I had not received brother status since we knew each other for so long and he had just shown up. Well, he figured it out really quickly and laughed at her. I was still clueless but found myself very interested in spending some time with Victoria while respecting the boundary lines seemed to be in place. (heart throb anyone)
Long story short, we did start dating and it has been awesome! I figured out why I was not a brother, she told me why in February, but I never mentioned, nor even thought about how my definition differed from hers and how that effected how I acted around her. It was only tonight that both sides unfolded and we had a good laugh at the hilarity of the situation. I made her my sister right away because I liked her and was open to further relationship. She did not make me a brother because she really liked me and wanted a deeper relationship. I thought I was no one special to her because I was not considered part of her inner circle of friends (which was never true) and I'm not sure about her, but she might have felt like no one special because I regarded her as a sister!
This situation is absolutely hilarious, the stuff of chick flick romantic movies, except real and unscripted. So there you have it, a love story. Right now the future looks bright and my personal prediction also includes a lot of fun.
God is good.
Greg Out.
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