My whole young life I fantasized about having a sister. A bonus child a decade behind my 3 older brothers, I grew up, essentially, as an only child.
And I was dying for a sister.
When I was 5 years old I was so jealous of a classmate's new baby sister I completely fabricated a story in which my mother had, also, just given birth to a baby girl. That's right, I had a baby sister too. For a couple of days. Until I got found out.
I always, always wanted a sister. A family. Like a real one, with tons of people to fight with, and to love on.
And now, here we are. I never got that sister, but I do have that family my heart was always aware it was missing.
A big, bustling, loud, crazy, loving family. Messes and traditions and inside jokes and lots and lots of mutual affection that far outweighs the squabbles.
I've got a man I love and he loves me and we know it. And 4 kids that are as different as can be, but also couldn't be the best of who they are without one another.
And for all the time I spent wanting for a sister, I now have the daily joy of watching these three girls grow up enjoying all the sisterhood I never had.
3 comments:
I always wanted a sister as well. I actually fabricated a twin. ;-)
I totally relate. Even though I had siblings our ages and strange mixed family relationships never made us thick as thieves, if anything it created an environment of competition. My heart ached to be apart of a big, normal (what I perceived as normal) family. And I so married into that. God was good to hear that cry in my heart. And watching my daughter having the older brother I desperately longed for, does my heart good.
I love this post. It teared me up. Your girls are so precious. I love the wedgie. Swimsuit wedgies are the cutest!
this is the most sentimental and beautiful picture :) I absolutely love it, and I feel the same way about always having wanting a sister. I had a little brother and two older brothers (13 & 15 years older) but I wanted a sister so much!
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