She Was My Sister Until She Got Married

I met Patricia when I was in the university. We became like sisters. Our families got to know each other. Because of that, I attended funerals in her family and …

She Was My Sister Until She Got Married

I met Patricia when I was in the university. We became like sisters. Our families got to know each other. Because of that, I attended funerals in her family and she reciprocated the gesture. After school, we did our national service in the same company. Only that she was in another region while I was in the Greater Accra region. The distance didn’t tear us apart.

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After national service, I took a transfer to the region she was in. We were both retained by the company after service. While I was preparing to move she proposed that I move in with her. I agreed. We were sisters, after all. This was around 2014 – 2015. In 2016, I got married. Patricia was my made of honour.

After marriage, we lived in a two-bedroom apartment, me and Patricia. My husband used to go and come, because of the distance between us. When I got pregnant, it was my sister who took care of me. Hospital appointments, she was by my side. Morning sickness, she was my nurse. Everything that had to do with my wellbeing, she was there to take care of me.

My mother was constantly praying for her, that just as she was doing it for me, God should give her a good man and a family of her own. Even when I gave birth, our friendship was still strong. At some point, we lived in different towns within the same region but our friendship was unaffected.

Eventually, I moved back to Accra when I gave birth to my second born. Then in 2021, she married a guy she had been dating since our university days. My mother and siblings all showed up to support her. I was as happy as I was on my wedding day.

She wanted me to be her maid of honour but I had a big role in wedding planning so another one of colleagues had to do it. Nonetheless, my daughter was one of her flower girls. The night before the wedding she called to tell me she needed GHS800 urgently to pay for her gown. I asked my husband to send her the money.

Another time, she asked for GHS2,000. This time around I didn’t say yes. I told her that I would have to ask my husband to help her. A few minutes later she called to say she had gotten the money.

After the ceremony, she made a post on her WhatsApp status about friends who disappoint you. I replied asking, “Madam, is everything okay? Who has done you dirty?” She told me I was not her only friend and that if the cap fits me, I should wear it. I was surprised.

After some back and forth she accused me of badmouthing her at her wedding. I did no such thing. But according to her, somebody overheard me saying she (Patricia) married a man who was only after her money. First of all, why would I say such a thing about my own sister? Even if I would, why say it at her wedding?

I tried to defend myself but she cut me off. I think she even blocked me and then changed her number. I got her new number and asked my husband to call her for me. She still acted as if I am someone she didn’t want to talk to. So I sent word to her that I would like my money back, the one she borrowed for the gown. Her response suggested she didn’t want to pay the money. So that was how our friendship ended in 2021.

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Somewhere in 2023, she called my siblings and asked them to beg for my forgiveness. I told her I had forgiven her but we could never be as close as we were. She said she was sorry. “Whoever gossiped about you to me on my wedding day just wanted to ruin our friendship. I should have known better that you wouldn’t do that to me.” Despite all the time that has passed since we last spoke, I chose to give her another chance.

When my father passed, she called and asked that we plan the funeral. She listed activities she would like to do to help. I agreed and put my hopes on her. Just a week to the funeral she told me she wouldn’t make it and that she was heavily.

The only I asked myself was, “If she knew she was pregnant then why did she put me in a position where I would have to count on her? Is she playing with my emotions? She even called on the day of the funeral that her husband would show up. He didn’t.

After the funeral, I just had to accept that sometimes people change when they get married. Their focus becomes their husband and their children, that’s fine with me. In case you are wondering, I never did that to her. She could visit me and spend days in my house. My children called her their godmother.

We were close until she got married. At first, losing her was painful but now I have decided to let her go. I don’t pick her calls as often as I used to. We are barely even friends now. She goes about telling people that I have detached from her and that’s fine with me. I have made peace with the fact that even strongest friendships can break when seasons change.

—Harriet 

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