I remember, my sister Wendy and I were not the closest siblings growing up. The age difference of 7 years was much to blame for that. We had moments of fun playtime together when she was younger. I remember cooking together on the kitchen play set and making playdoe food. She would play Barbie’s with me even after I cut the hair off of one of her favorite Barbie dolls; Brooke Shields. We climbed the apple trees together and ate veggies out of the garden in our outdoor picnics. We were buddies on our vacations. But there came a day when she was older, and playtime with me was not her favorite thing any more. She was a teenager, with teenage girlfriends, and posters of teen heart throbs plastered on her walls; I’m sure Scott Baio was one of them. Makeup, music, Frisco from General Hospital, The Facts of Life TV show and 21 Jump Street were her favorite things, and I was the little sister that just got in the way. Wendy and her girlfriends had a secret language, not for little girls like myself to understand. The gap in our ages brought disconnect to our relationship for a few years until I caught up and matured. But even with the age gap, Wendy always filled the big sister role and protected me when she needed to. She is the one person that truly knows me for me. Today, a week after she celebrated her 41st birthday, I call my big sister my best friend, and I thank God for blessing me with her.
I need Wendy in my life as much as she has needed me, especially through her rough past year. She has uncovered strength that she never knew she had. She has pushed herself to the outer limits and started schooling for a better future for her and her children. She stood tall and faced fear dead in the eyes and made choices for her life, choices she would have never wanted to make, but had to. She is the new face of a strong beautiful woman, and I admire her. She is now rebuilding her life as a single mother, and I know in time she will know the choices she made were right for her and her family. For now I just want her to know how much I love her, and how much she means to me. My sister Wendy is my best friend. Thank you Wendy for all the fun that we have had over the years, for allowing me, your little sister to give you advice and support, and thank you for always supporting me. Today I celebrate you, and I welcome the many new memories and adventures that we will create in the future.
Oh, what a beautiful post. My sister and I were not close at all as kids, but we are best friends as adults. I value her immensely–as you do your sister. Hope you’ve had a lovely weekend, my friend.
Hugs,
Kathy
Thanks Kathy! Yes my sister and I have had our ups and downs, but she is my sister, and I love her and I am so thankful for her.
This post was so sweet! (I must have something in my eye)…How wonderful to have a sister like her in your life.
Here’s a tissue
thanks for reading. My sister is always doing for others, she needed the spotlight for once.
Super sweet post and tribute to someone who is so special, as is obvious in your writing. I wish her well, too, as another single mom who took great chances to get on track and build a better life for me and my daughter. It’s an incredibly rough road, but it gets smoother with time. Thanks for sharing this, Fraha, and happy birthday to your sis’!
XOXO-SWM
Thank you. She needed a boost and she loved the post.
You are blessed to have such a wonderful relationship with your sister! So happy for you both and I know that even with all the challenges that come, you will always fight them out together and end up victorious! Big sis, you are an inspiration to your little sis! Infinite blessings on your path.
Thank you for your kind comments.