HALF is an understatement

Half is used in many ways. One way is half brother/half sister. Well technically I have 3 half sisters and 2 half brothers. One of those sisters I may add, I have lived with all my life. I didn't know till a couple of years ago that "biologically" we were halves. So what does that mean? Well Our mom has 2 children by 2 people. Whitney, my sister I have lived with forever, her parents are divorced, but mine are still married. Which makes Whitney and I half brother/half sister. But why? Why does it matter? When people ask me about my family I'm like do you really wanna know? When I explain it, they say, "So Whitney is your half sister." I say, "No." And I always get a puzzled look. Whether Whit is my half sister or not, she is still my sister.

Out of all my "brothers" and "sisters", Whit and I are closest. We have been through more together than we have with the others.

So to clear something up, no, me and Whitney are not halves we are wholes. I love my sister so much that she just doesn't know (which I probably wouldn't admit anywhere but here). We could be furious at each other and two seconds later it all be okay, (or sometimes that can be the case). I know I could talk to her about anything and she will give me her honest opinion and not hold back, (trust me, she doesn't hold back). We stick up for each other. We know each others limits, (which I go over sometimes just for the fun of it), and can talk to each other about ANYTHING!

Bottom line, I don't consider me and Whitney halves, she is my whole sister. She doesn't have half her body around me, she has her whole one. I'm glad me and her have the close relationship we have and I hope it lasts.

So this was a random blog and I apologize. But, I was being rampaged about writing another blog. So here it is. But it came from the heart and it wasn't artificial.