And sit down!
It’s been one of those weeks where everything is full on, plus I still have a school trip to go on tomorrow, secretly I’m excited mainly because I can wear jeans but still…..
I have just dropped my little sister off to her prom, naturally she looked pretty as a princess and hated having photos taken by me! However it’s a right of passage as an older sister to torture my younger siblings (even more so if they are the youngest)
I am so proud of my little sister, she’s gone through more than most children that are her age and I know she will come out with top grades helping her to aspire to whatever she wishes to be in this life (unless it’s a stripper which she declared she would become, many times during the taking of her GCSE exams)
I’ve seen that teeny tiny little baby grow into a lovely young lady who has
her moody moment (she’s a teenager it’s only normal, I told myself millions of times while talking her down from the ledge or stopping her from ripping my neck off.)
However at the end of it all I feel happy that I’ve had a hand in helping her find herself, she no longer wants to copy me and wear the same clothes at the same time or want the same career as me she knows her individual purpose for her life. I know now that imitation is the highest form of flattery and I should have appreciated it when I was younger yet I know that she still respects me even if she doesn’t copy me and that’s because she acts the way she knows is appropriate…. and I had a hand in teaching her that!
We’ve always had bad days where I’ve nearly killed her (joke I wouldn’t kill anyone… I get sad killing flies *awkward when your phone changes flies to slides… I have also never killed a slide in my life) but at the end of the day siblings do and I need to remember that although I am her sister I’ve also been a part time mother which some days puts double the strain on our relationship but with the thought of one day not being in the same house as her to dry her tears when she’s down or laugh at her when she falls and then pick her up that kills me… I don’t want the way our sistership (made up word? Who cares I like it) works to ever change!!!!
I’m an emotional human who doesn’t love by halves hence this super cheesy blog post, however sometimes it’s nice to show the people you love how much you love them. My way of doing that is writing, it always has been… just ask Josh! While we were dating I must have single handedly killed hundreds of trees (oh apparently I have killed, my bad) writing little love notes for him to find when I left his house or he opened his lunch and that was me showing my affection towards him….
So here is my tree friendly form of affection!
And sit down!