Eldest sister reflects

After 10 years and 3 brothers, I really wanted a sister.

And I got my wish - Sarah!
She was so cute and happy...to the point that our mother was concerned that she might be brain damaged because she never cried. She kept life interesting...we accidentally left her at a grocery store when she was about 3 or 4. She snuck into my room and ate my Oreos while I was at school (I already know what she's going to say, "Well, you didn't hide them very well!"). She was a junior bridesmaid in my wedding...and had a huge crush on my dear husband's nephew, the junior groomsman. She surprised me by coming to visit with our parents when my first daughter was born...and was on the recieving end of a blowout diaper while wearing white shorts shortly after they arrived (and still went on to have 4 kids of her own - go figure!). She called me up one early summer day and asked if there was any way we could be in Pensacola the next week - for her wedding! I could go on (and probably will at a later date) but suffice it to say that she's one of my best friends, now that she's grown out of the Oreo-stealing stage.

Then 10 more years and 3 more brothers brought us two girls another sister - Grace!
She was also cute and happy and was only a baby when she attended my wedding. Because there is a 20 year age difference between us, people used to think she was my daughter when we were out in public together. She has been a doting aunt to my kids, even though she was only 5 when my son was born. Sadly, I don't have as many memories of her childhood as I do with Sarah, because I've lived 1200 miles away most of her life. But, I have loved watching her grow up into the lovely young woman she has become and love that we have become more than just sisters but also friends, with lots of years ahead to make memories.