Mommy, I want a sister!!!!!!!!! If I said that once, I said it a thousand times to my poor Momma!! Sandwiched between two brothers, I saw other girls as my version of Mecca - somebody to play dolls with, borrow clothes, whisper about boys, anything other than hearing again about how I couldn’t catch a ball to save my life. Of course I was too young to understand what I understand now. When adults say no, it's not just to be mean. Often there are underlying reasons. Like most children, I wanted what I wanted and I just wanted a sister. But I do have a sister, actually a couple of sisters. Both of them celebrate their birthdays this month and both have known me forever...or it might seem that way to them. We've had our ups and downs just like sisters do, but we also know each other’s secrets – the good, the bad, the sad, and the joyous. We know things that only we can share like how it was growing up and we know where we hid things in our bedrooms. We know how it felt to be madly in love with xxx, and how dang grateful we are that God didn’t make him reciprocate the love. Heartaches and triumphs have been shared along the way and I would never trade either for a blood sister.
True friendship should and does have an acceptance - the quirks, the faults, the kindnesses all go hand in hand with who we are as people. They have made me a better person, and the laughter has been most excellent.
Count on me to end with a quote by an author who wrote about Pirates:
"A friend is a present you give yourself." Robert Louis Stevenson
Oh, and maybe a cartoon:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I pray my children are blessed with such friends.