Do you remember when I wrote my blog post, Fifteen…Yay?, two years ago? I wrote it to commemorate the passing of my fifteenth birthday and now here I am two years later writing to tell you all about the fifteenth birthday of my younger sister.
I think my mind might be officially blown.
It makes me sound old to say it, but I can’t believe it’s been fifteen years since my sister was born. So, sure, I couldn’t remember when she was born, but I was gifted with a long enough memory that I remember a fair amount of the early years. I remember helping my sister into dress up as we draped on “pearls” and diamonds before hurrying excitedly out to where our parents were waiting. I distinctly remember my father playing quite a goofy king to our pretty, pretty princesses. Of course, that was in the good years, before we got old enough to fight. Or as we like to say now, “discuss”. Or my preferred term ,”debate”. Either way, I remember growing up with my sister, for all of its good and bad times.
God blessed me with a sister who is loving, compassionate, and funny – He also blessed her with an A-type personality that just so happens to clash with my A-type personality. Both of us have natures that want to take charge (yay….). Don’t get me wrong, I’m very grateful for her. In fact, that is the reason for this post. I’d like to take this opportunity to ask all of you to celebrate with me this day.
God, thank you for the sister you’ve blessed me with. She drives me crazy beyond all belief, but I love her so much. I pray that you strengthen not only our relationship, but also that you would stay with her and guide her for the rest of her life, showing her your love. Thank you so, so much. Amen.