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i have 2 little sisters. one is not so little, and well the other one doesn’t want to be called little but she will always be the baby.
i love when i get to spend time with them, rare as it is.
one lives several states away and i get so excited when she comes home for the summer. i so love any time we get to spend together (usually it’s shopping—her favorite). she has so much potential, so much going for her. i get to see her continue to flourish, to learn, to move into adulthood which can certainly be a painful process. we learn things we don’t want to, we see things we’d rather not, and we learn things about ourselves that we have to do something about. this sister of mine is going to knock our socks off someday, i just know it. i really cherish her.
the little one will always be my baby. she reminds me of what childhood is, and her innocence and joy is such a treasure. she reminds me of what it meant to be a kid and helps me not to take life so seriously. she has cute little phrases that make her sound so grown up, but full of childhood. she almost beats me at mini golf until she gets too distracted by the thought of ice cream to focus on her putts. she loves clothing with sparkles or hideous patterns that i wouldn’t dream of wearing. she’s precious, and is 8 going on 13. we’re all doomed.
i used to wish i had a brother, or brothers. but now, i’m glad i don’t. the bond between sisters is unlike any other and it cannot be understood but by those women who are lucky enough to have one. i love being a big sister. i didn’t always love it, though. it’s hard having 2 younger ones who want what you have now, who try to be like you and it really turns into annoyance. it’s hard to have the burden of responsibility, to show them how to be a woman, how to have self respect, how to be a girl, how to grow. but i love this. i hope they see through my mistakes and realize that i love being their big sister.
i don’t get to see these precious girls very often, but any moment that i do lights up my day. i love them and i’d be lost without them.
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