My "FAKE" Kids

Over a month ago my 2 1/2 yrs. younger sister and I had a txt'ing conversation on Oct. 27th, 2016 that ended up in fairly mean tone. This was on the day of my newphew's 8th birthday of all days...

She claimed that my two spirit sons are "FAKE"... here's what she said...

Sibling: They are fake they are your way of dealing with mom and dad. FAKE.
Sibling: Andrew is fake
Sibling: FAKE

Well sibling, what IF they are REAL but just don't have bodies. They are waiting to be born, as they have said, and they have chosen me to be their Dad.

So, if there was a fraction of a chance that Andrew & Stephen would be my born sons, I guess if this same sibling, and the one who got my Dad to rewrite his Will so that I'd get only 10%...

Well, I guess, both siblings would never get to meet in person so-called "FAKE" sons because you have not acknowledged them when I told siblings they are real because I feel their physical touch on my body.

Why would I grant ACCESS to my "FAKE" children when they're born and have physical bodies? I don't need to be with abusive siblings.

And the other sibling, whenever I'd mention Andrew, what she has done even in the late 1980s is to cover her ears and walk away.

I guess they'd just never get to hold them in their arms when Andrew & Stephen were babies just like sibling didn't allow me to hold her children.

Nope.

Too bad our family got this way. It's really our Dad who "poisoned the well" over 40 yrs. ago that is why relations between siblings have sunk to an all time LOW.

When Daddy "Poisons The Well"

Back in the 1970s, in the first years of living at the family house in River Heights, when my Dad and I had physical fights...I was 9, 10, 10 years old, while he was 45, 46, 47 yrs. old.

On a few occasions my Dad would "poison the well" by whispering something negative or a lie about me to my sibling 2 1/2 yrs. younger than me.

I haven't been told what these words were that were. But this "poisoning of the well" by Dad I think really hurt relationships between Marie and I.

She told me a year or two ago that "I knew you were different when I was 6"...That is very very close in time ca. 1975-ish to when Dad was whispering to her.

So decades later, while she has lent an "olive branch" (my words) she failed to allow to me experiences with her kids, now 10 and 8, such as feeding them baby formula & food...of holding them in my lap...and not just seeing them from inches away.