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She was asked by her bishop in Ghana to found an order of teaching sisters, and she said yes, even knowing that it would cost her. Her parents emphatically did not approve of her becoming a sister, to the extent that they disowned her.
To found a new order, the foundress has to go through formation in an established order, and the order that agreed to form her was SOLT, my other sister's order. That's how my one sister met my other sister, and she introduced her to my parents, who then adopted her. (Could you follow that?) She calls them Mom and Dad, they (and we) call her Akufa, which means Beloved Joy.
Now she is back in Ghana, receiving her first postulants, and going about the beautiful work she has been given. I miss her already! I suppose I won't see her again for a few years, at least. But she is my sister, always in my heart, and we will meet, as we always have, in the Heart of Jesus!