When my father passed away, I suddenly found myself responsible for my younger sister. Given our considerable age difference, I’ve always felt more like a parent to her than a sibling. When it came time to decide her future, she had to choose between living with me or our uncle. She chose me.
The challenge was that my wife and I had previously agreed we didn’t want children. She was particularly against adopting my sister, especially since our uncle was willing to take her in. My wife argued that taking in my sister could disrupt our lives and the plans we had made together.
While I understood my wife’s concerns, I felt a deep sense of duty towards my sister. I couldn’t bear the thought of abandoning her, especially when she expressed her desire to stay with me. I tried to consider all my options, but my heart always brought me back to my sister.
After much contemplation and emotional struggle, I realized I had to choose my sister. My wife felt deeply betrayed by my decision and couldn’t believe I made such a choice. However, I couldn’t see any other way.
