Confessions of a Fat Girl 52: Tri-State Sisters

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January 27th, 2010

Everything happened so fast, it was like magic. One minute, JJ and I agreed it would be best for me to travel to see my sisters, the next minute, he had booked my ticket…and a few days later, I was airborne.

I didn’t even tell Chidera about my trip…and anyone who knows how close we are knows that’s a very big deal! But somehow, I just knew that this was a matter for just my sisters and I…nobody else.

I only told Ogonna about my trip on Monday night, the night before I travelled. I had somehow expected resistance, but she hadn’t seemed surprised I had decided to come. Instead, she even agreed to come get me from the airport.

Neither of us have told Akwaugo.

I feel bad about taking her by surprise, but I feared that if I had told her I was coming, she would kick vehemently against it. This is almost 3 weeks since I sent the e-mail, and she has been in touch with neither Ogonna nor myself. No, there was no need to let her know.

Luckily, my sisters live in the Tri-State area, so I don’t have too far a commute from one person’s location to the other.

Ogonna drove from her home in Fair Lawn, New Jersey, to pick me up from JFK airport. When we saw each other, it didn’t matter that we had this huge Daddy-issue hanging in the air between us, or even that we had just seen each other a few short months ago. We screamed and hugged, as we always would do, and my heart soared to be with her again. Ogonna is the closest thing I have to a mother, and I love her terribly.

And even with the alleged 20-pound weight gain, she still looks amazing! I marveled at the glow of her skin, and the tautness of her body. Yes, I could see a little more flesh in the bum and hip area, but besides that, she looked fantastic. Nothing larger than a UK size 12!

Getting to her house took my breath away, as it always did. A gorgeous, 4-bedroom townhouse, my sister really overdid herself putting the place together. But as exquisite as it is, is just how sterile it also is. You can eat a meal of ogi off her kitchen floor. So neat is it! Her white furniture is as spotless as the day it was delivered, and her tiles do not look like any foot, human or even angel, have crossed them. At any point in the day, without even having to rustle a pillow, or shift anything in place, her home can easily feature in a magazine.

“Ihu girl!” she said, as we sat on her patio, eating breakfast. “I see I’m not the only one who has put on some pounds. What happened with your diet?”

I shrugged, and started my lame story about losing my friend, bla, bla, bla.

But Ogonna stopped me short. “That’s all rubbish!” she retorted. “We can’t allow ourselves lose complete control every time we hit a road block in life!”

“Says the woman who put on 10kg, after an e-mail from her sister.” I teased.

“And I’m not cutting myself any slack either. I failed, and I have acknowledged it. Trust me, in the next couple of weeks, it will all be gone,” she assessed me “You, on the other hand, look like you have put on double that amount of weight!”

“Go jo, Ogonna!” I exclaimed. “How can you say I have put on forty pounds??!!”

She shrugged. “That’s what it looks like. Thirty at least! Remember we Skyped before your trip to the East, and I know how you looked then.”

“It’s definitely not forty pounds!” I mumbled.

“I have a scale upstairs. Do you want to confirm?” she asked, but I vehemently refused.

That’s the very last thing I need!

Getting to the guestroom, as usual, I was so oppressed by the elaborate bed making and pillow arrangement, that I just perched on the foot of the bed for a while.

It breaks my heart that my sister has never married. Easily the prettiest of all 3 of us, even at 43, and by far the homeliest and most nurturing, Ogonna has never been married. I remember she had a long time boyfriend when she was in Nigeria, a fellow medical student like her, but that had all evaporated in smoke after graduation, when they had both left the country to further their degrees…her to the United States, and he to the United Kingdom. If I recall correctly, he had married some random girl almost as soon as he got there. Ogonna, on the other hand, has remained single.

But what breaks my heart the most is how well she has accepted things. She doesn’t feel like she is missing out on anything, and even enjoys her solitude. At first, I didn’t believe her, but over the years, I have seen that, true true, she really loves being alone. To me, that’s even worse than being heartbroken and crying all day!

Anyway, we will go to Manhattan tomorrow, to see Akwaugo. Even though she has a very flexible schedule (perks of enjoying a hefty alimony payment from her wealthy ex-husband), we plan to get to her early…just in case.

We need to sit down, and trash this issue once and for all!

 

 

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Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business
  16. Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items
  17. Confessions of a Fat Girl 17: The Solution
  18. Confessions of a Fat Girl 18: Magic Formula
  19. Confessions of a Fat Girl 19: Date Night
  20. Confessions of a Fat Girl 20: Quinoa
  21. Confessions of a Fat Girl 21: Perfect Fit
  22. Confessions of a Fat Girl 22: Keeping In Touch
  23. Confessions of a Fat Girl 23: Delete
  24. Confessions of a Fat Girl 24: Philosophical
  25. Confessions of a Fat Girl 25: Keep it Moving
  26. Confessions of a Fat Girl 26: My Co-Wife
  27. Confessions of a Fat Girl 27: Old Jeans & Old Friends
  28. Confessions of a Fat Girl 28: Prawn Stir Fry
  29. Confessions of a Fat Girl 29: Facebook Tagging
  30. Confessions of a Fat Girl 30: Detox Part 2
  31. Confessions of a Fat Girl 31: Abs & Crunches
  32. Confessions of a Fat Girl 32: Making Notes
  33. Confessions of a Fat Girl 33: Christmas Party
  34. Confessions of a Fat Girl 34: Ashiedu
  35. Confessions of a Fat Girl 35: Willpower
  36. Confessions of a Fat Girl 36: Packing…and TV
  37. Confessions of a Fat Girl 37: Last Minute
  38. Confessions of a Fat Girl 38: Body Image
  39. Confessions of a Fat Girl 39: Christmas Trip
  40. Confessions of a Fat Girl 40: Christmas in the Village
  41. Confessions of a Fat Girl 41: Daddy’s Girl
  42. Confessions of a Fat Girl 42: 2010
  43. Confessions of a Fat Girl 43: Uzoamaka
  44. Confessions of a Fat Girl 44: Sugar Binge
  45. Confessions of a Fat Girl 45: The E-mail
  46. Confessions of a Fat Girl 46: She whose name must not be repeated
  47. Confessions of a Fat Girl 47: Smokescreen
  48. Confessions of a Fat Girl 48: Running away
  49. Confessions of a Fat Girl 49: Fry-Up
  50. Confessions of a Fat Girl 50: The Only Solution
  51. Confessions of a Fat Girl 51: The Intervention

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