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[success]A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~Marion C. Garretty[/success]
My sister is beautiful. Not just on the outside, she’s beautiful inside too. She’s funny and silly and kind and charming and did I mention beautiful.
When we were really little and learning how to swim, Christine hated to get water in her eyes, so she would manage to jump into the pool without going under. How she did it no-one knew, she would just jump and keep her head above the water, bobbing around like a little cork.
Do you hold your breath we asked.
Do you hold your body really still, or move your arms and legs really really fast?
Well she was only five so she probably couldn’t tell us, she may not even have known herself. She just did what she needed to do to stay afloat. My brother and I were desperate to do it too, but never quite managed it with the same finesse.
She’s still like that. Life has dealt her some hard knocks, and she might go down for a bit. But before too long, there she is bobbing back – she really doesn’t bounce, she definitely bobs. What a great quality to have. The bobbability factor. Yes, I just made that word up.
Did I mentioned that she’s beautiful?
We don’t live close to each other, not even in the same State, so we don’t get to have a nice cup of tea together on a regular basis. A nice cup of tea being the British panacea for whatever ails you. Feeling ill, let’s have a nice cup of tea. Sad and lonely, let’s have a nice cup of tea. Kids gone to College…that’s right, let’s have a nice cup of tea.
I have no clue why a nice cup of tea is the remedy for all that might be wrong. Nor do I have a clue about why it’s a nice cup of tea, and not just a cup of tea. Some things just are.
We’ve sneaked a peek at Christmas presents together, hung upside down from tree branches and teased our brother.
We’ve been rivals for clothes and boys and I’m really envious of her skinny hips and great eyebrows.
We share family jokes and grief and memories and she’s the golden thread that holds our hearts and childhood together. Did I mention she’s beautiful inside and out?
Have a happy, happy birthday Kiddo. I love you.
Encourage one another – especially your sister.