“A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double.” - Toni Morrison
I have a few sisters, I love them all very much and I'm sure I'll get the chance to tell you about the other two.
But my older sister Christie and I are best friends. We have been our entire lives. Just 13 months apart, I can imagine my sister telling me as a newborn that she will always take care of me and she has done a pretty good job.
The first time we were separated it was for a sunday school class, my sister had moved up to the next age group. We cried and had to be pulled apart. My mom retells the story of how once the class was let out we ran to each other and hugged and held hands for the rest of the day. I've moved out of state a few times for school and it's always hard being apart, but now we live just around the corner from each other. We spend most of our days wrangling the four
My sister will tell you that we are exactly alike. I laugh every time she says it because we are actually like night and day.
One main difference can be summed up by nightgowns our mother bought us when we were 11 and 12. It was Snow White and the 7 dwarfs, Christie's nightgown had Happy on it and mine had Grumpy. I crossed my arms, scowled and stomped and I threw that Grumpy nightgown down the stairs. I was NOT grumpy. Her caring happy nature continued throughout her life, she puts it to practice as a nurse. My grumpiness... well... I'll say strong-willed, but in any case I'm still much the same. But, who can be grumpy when they get to play with dolls all day?
|(disclaimer... old picture. that's me on the left; Christie still looks exactly the same)|
These two girls must be sisters. One has green eyes like me and the other has blue eyes like my sister. They spend all of their time listening to music and arguing over who gets to marry Adam Levine.