A sister is a person who......
-tells you that icecream is really made with broccoli.
-gets mad when you wear the same outfit as she is wearing...(Hey, I couldn't help it....we owned the same clothes because mom made us matching outfits.)
-stays up at night telling you stories about what life would be like if you were really rich (we called it richety-rich). I would have had a blue canopy bed, in case you were wondering.
-tells you things NOT to do in Junior High before you start.
-gets up with you early on Saturday mornings to watch cartoons.
-stays up with you late on Saturday nights to watch the Creepy Creature Feature.
-holds your hand after a particularly bad boyfriend break-up.
-sits next to you in college and draws pictures of boring professors being surrounded by sharks.
-helps to usher all three of your babies into the world and loves them as if they were her own.
-even though she lives far away from you now, you know she is always there for you.
I think the bonds of sisterhood are so beautiful....sometimes completely warped, but magical nonetheless. Some of my strongest childhood memories involve my sister and me.
How lucky my girls are to each not have ONE sister but TWO.
I wonder what their greatest memories of each other will be.
P.S. My favorite literary sisters were the March girls from Little Women. Any other well-loved sisters (literary or otherwise) out there?
Happy Birthday, S.C.M.D.