It occurred to me, at one am, that it had been sibling day in the previous twenty four hours and I missed it. My only notification were the countless scanned or photographed photos from a time before the selfie or the facebooks of wild haired toddlers covered in sticky Popsicle or damp from a recent swim in the cool lakes.
We have a lot of those memories, particularly the sticky Popsicle faces of my little brother. But it made me think of the now as well. I don't get to see ether of your faces very often, because I've made different geographical decisions than you, but I always think about both of you.
We're each very different. We like different music. We like different movies, clothes and especially books, but we are still family. We are the friends who have grown together, built lives and depended on each other. Now, especially as adults, we get to reap the benefits of being different but loving each other at the same time. We are all young now. In the early stages of being adults. We have so much before us.
I want to keep being your sister. Let us not, in later years, succumb to viscous greed, contempt, or competitiveness. Let nothing make us distant and resentful. Should our world views clash, let it be brief and the day end with cold drinks at the dinner table and laughter at fart jokes.
I want to keep being your sister. When the chips are down and you need help, don't be afraid to come and ask for that help, fearless of indebtedness or judgement. You'll come to me with out worrying you'll owe me one. I want your families to feel safe coming to their aunt for help, to trust me because I am your sister and that's just what family does. I want my family to feel the same about both of you.
I want to keep being your sister, even if you are little shits.
Love Kelsey
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