My sister came to my home this Christmas. One of the highlights of this year's holiday for me. It's not that we have not spent Christmas together since we have ventured into adulthood because we have. A few times. It's just that those visits have been far and few and just not nearly the amount I would like to state for the record books. We all get busy.
You see I like her. I like her a lot actually. I have even before I knew what her pretty little head would look like.
I can remember when my mother was pregnant with her. I was huge bucketload of excitement. I asked questions till I was blue in the face. What will she look like? Will she cry alot? Can I hold her? Can I feed her? Can I change her? And the big one.. can I name her? I wanted to name that little chick like it was my mission in life. I wanted to name her Jennifer.
I was in kindergarten at the time and my teacher was pregnant as well. She was going to name her baby Jennifer and when I heard the name I thought it was the most beautiful name I had ever heard. The most beautiful in all the earth. Seriously. So there is no doubt as to why I wanted to name my soon to be beautiful new baby sister that as well. It just had to be. So I begged. A lot.
And so it was. Jennifer was her name. But how that came to be is another story for another time. I think to this day she would like to shoot me because of that one. Not that she does not like her name it's just that knowing your sister actually named you is kinda well... a little off. Or maybe not. But my mother was a little off so it all made total sense. Wonderfully spectacular Mother but still a little off.
I digress as always.
Anyway, Christmas before Jenni came along was not all that great. I mean I probably didn't really know anything different at the time but from the looks of myself in the picture here below I can clearly see that I was indeed pretty dang bored at Christmas all by my lonesome. Probably bored most of the time. Something was missing indeed.
Once she arrived on the scene it was all sunshine and roses. Most of the time. Well for me it was. I not only had an adorable new baby sister but also a guinea pig I could test things out on.
Some of the things I tested on her are just plain frightening. Everything from pouring scalding hot water on her just to gauge her reaction to her being my personal Salon Barbie Head so I could test out all of those neat new hair cuts and do's. She was victim to all of it. Poor child. Kinda. I'm sure there were times she made me a little nutty also. In truth there was. I mean, I never actually wanted to drive her out in the middle of no where and leave her for dead or anything like that. Okay maybe one time. But again those are all stories for another day. Or maybe never.
But the most wonderful thing of all was that I had a sister. Someone to play with. Someone to fight with. Someone to share with. Someone to celebrate with.
Someone to dislike at times. But really someone to love.
So the fact that she came to visit this Christmas was awesome. Spectacular. Totally tubuler. Can I still say that?
It meant the absolute world to me is what it meant.
We had fun. Much fun. Revelry is what it was. Sibling revelry.
Thank God for that right.
So grateful for her and us and the sister love that cannot be replaced by any single other thing.
Amen to that.
Over and out.
The SLM
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