We are a total of eight siblings, and four of us are half-siblings. Growing up, I had always adored my elder siblings. We didn’t spend a lot of time together. But it was a joy to me every time they visited. I was the little sister that was blessed by their attention. I probably didn’t show my appreciation enough, and they probably don’t know — but I loved it when they were with us.
But then I grew up. We all grew up. A series of tragic events happened in our lives. Our fathers, my father whom they called Uncle, and their father whom I never met, got cancer and passed away in the same year. It was a…
