I can’t imagine what my life would be like without my sister.
I love that my girls are old enough now to play together. Sometimes they have fun and can play together for almost an hour. Sometimes, they are fighting, screaming, both tugging at the same toy/doll/purse/whatever and I have to intervene and play referee. But most of the time, it’s really nice to see.
Growing up, I was the same way with my own sister, Grace. We are only a year apart so – as you can imagine- we fought a lot. Messed up each other’s rooms, said not so nice things, fought, hit and once- I am ashamed to say- I almost knocked the wind out of her. I don’t really remember what happened but I think I was sitting on her outside and we were fighting. . all I remember is the look of panic on her face. . I think my brother broke us up and we calmed down. I think I said sorry. And we were probably fighting again a few hours later.
Of course, as we got older, the fighting stopped. And I think things really started to change when I left home for college (just a year before Grace). And I actually missed her. Can you believe that? Anyway, we lived together in Austin, Texas, when Grace came to join us at the University of Texas at Austin (all 3 of us went to the same school) and somewhere along the way, she became my best friend.
Today, Grace lives in Minnesota and I live in Washington. We are far apart but visit and talk often. Our children are around the same age so we love seeing them play together. . and now, FaceTime is our best friend.
I love my sister, Grace, a lot.
I hope to see my daughters, Phoebe and Madeline, develop the same sisterly love and connection. I hope they have each other’s back and support each other. Can’t wait to really see this one day. . And I hope there are no BIG fights or trips to the ER. . I won’t be able to break them up later. They will be stronger and bigger than me.
See you next time!