Friday, October 27, 2006
More than just sisters. Kimmy & I have always had a special kind of bond,
we were the only kids in the family before our parents divorce
& had quite a hard time adjusting to the change after mom got to know my present dad.
I dont call my present dad step dad because I feel tht he does a better job as a dad compared to my own dad. through the years, we were stuck with each other,
not tht it was bad or anything but we had our share of argument & fights.
although I would nvr admit it,
I always looked up to her.somewhere along the way, she became known as bathing queen & my nickname became buggy.
I would try to hang out with her & her friends, only to be kicked out of the room,
eventually eavesdropping at the door on their juicy conversations.
whenever she had a date, im like being tortured.
she would ask if this look good on her or tht dress was better,
if she was putting on too much make up, does this jeans make her thighs look bigger,
stuffs like this & I would always say she look good in anything, to calm her down. HAHA!
Kimmy & I even went thru a "prank phrase".
I dont rmb who started it but we went thru weeks of Vaseline-covered phones,
short sheeted beds & frozen underwear-
yes, frozen underwear. LOL!
eventually, our parents had to break it up, for some of the tricks were getting out of hand
& although they were intended for each other, sometimes the effects ricocheted our parents.
of course, being sisters, we also experienced our share of fighting over toilets, teevee remote, clothes & stealing, I mean borrowing each other's things.
even though we occasionally, okay daily, got into fights,
we could nvr remain angry at each other for long.
when I was in secondary sch & kimmy moved on to poly,
she got to know jerry on the first day of poly & jerry borrowed a pen from her. wahahaha!
tht day when she got back from sch, we were in our room
& she started telling me bout her first day in sch.
she talked about the few cute guys in her class & jerry was one of em'
she said jerry was cute & tall but he didnt even bring a pen to sch,
thus the first impression he gave my sister wasnt good though.
BUT they eventually fall in love.
once in awhile she asked me if I would like to go out with em' & I would eagerly reply YES.
as the years progress, she would let me tag along with her & jerry to the movies or out ot eat,
she shared with me her ups & dwns in her relationship & I shared my
crush with her too.
the day she said she was moving to jerry's, was the
hardest day for me.
though she tried to comfort me by saying," I'll be back often with lots of goodies for you & we'll always be sisters no matter the distance right."
tht night I miss her more than anything& I cried for the next few nights w/o her by my side.
I became the "elder child" at hm & although I thought it was going to be great to recieve all the extra attention & lesser compeition for the toilet, I hated it.
I had more fights with mom, more supervision & worst of all,
more chores.adjusting to her absence at hm wasnt easy & once in awhlie, I would catch myself yelling," come eat dinner, mom, dad, sherry & kim."
though she did really come back quite often with goodies for me,
I still miss staying under one roof with her.
I miss urguing with her,
I miss before-bed love stories from her,
I miss telling her what's going on in my life every night,
above all, I miss my big sister.
last saturday night, she called me, frustrated with work & life.
we had always been able to call each other & talk about stuff but this conversation was different.
she told me her troubles & tht jerry's going to serve his NS soon.
& just ytd night(the night jerry booked in), she came back hm, standing at our doorway, crying.
I didnt know what to say, I just hugged her & cried with her.
I know tht she's going through a tough time, with jerry not by her side now.
I tried my best to comfort her & give her good advice.
ytd night I went from being her little sister to being a trusted source of listening & support.
I told her tht I would always be there for her & she was my best friend.
& she wrote a poem for me(tryna show off her gift for literature like always.HAHA)
& left it on my desk before she went for work this morning.
we both came to the realization tht we're more than just sisters, we're the best of friends:]
"My baby sister"
I met my best friend last night.
she's been under my nose for awhile.
how could I have been so blind?
she's been with me all my life.
younger 7 more intelligent than me,
because she was the first one to see it:
the tremendous friendship we possess,
tht binds us tgt as sisters & as friends.
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
