My mom always told my two sisters and me when we were growing up to treat each other better than anyone else because someday we’d be each others’ best friends.
Yeah, right, I’d think to myself. There is NO way I’m going to be best friends with these jerks!
Well, as moms often are, she was right. The two I once dubbed as geeks, tattle-talers and stupid pains-in-the-neck as I sat, punished, in one of many corners pondering the best means for their mutual demise, are definitely my best friends. I’m grateful on an almost daily basis for them. Though as kids we fought Every. Single. Day. (sorry, Mom!), now we’re all confidantes, sources of support and lookouts. We’re fiercely defensive of each other, happy to lend a listening and sympathetic ear and we share just about everything. My sisters are two of the few people in the world I know I can trust with anything, including my life. I don’t know what I’d do without them and often feel sorry for other women who aren’t lucky enough to have a sister, let alone two.
It strikes me as beautifully sweet when I hear my twin daughters say, “I love you” to each other, as they often do before bed. Andie says to Rachel, “You’re the best sister in the world,” and they hug. Just as my mom reminded us of our future relationships with each other, I tell my daughters that they will always be best friends, even more so than they are now, and that looking out for each other is of the utmost importance. When Andie’s friends choose to be mean to or ignore Rachel, Andie needs to stand up for her sister.
After all, they will be there for each other for the rest of their lives. Grade school classmates most likely won’t. Little do they know just how deep a bond they are forging for the future.
Do you have sisters? Daughters? What is the best part of the sister relationship, in your opinion?
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Have you entered my giveaway for a LeapFrog Tag Junior Book Pal bundle? Take a second and enter to win!
I love this post! I feel the same way–my sisters are the two people I can count on for anything. I love it when my girls play well together and hug and kiss each other and say “I love you.” It gives me hope that even as adults they’ll rely on each other.
No daughters and four brothers — but also one blessed, glorious sister. She’s 10 yrs. younger than me, so we were none too close growing up (sharing a room with a six-yr-old when you’re 16 is not cool in anyone’s book). Now, though, I’m thankful for her everyday.
My sister and I have fought many times over the years but we always make up — we have to, we’re sisters!
My big girl pretty much hated my little girl for the first 14 months of her life. Little girl turns 17 months old tomorrow. Now that she runs around screaming big girl’s name, big girl is in love with her sister.
You’re right. Sisters are a wonderful thing. I look forward to watching my two little ones figure this out.
.-= Karen Bannan´s last blog ..Favorite Things Friday: Take a Deep Breath =-.
I had a brother, and can’t say that we were as close as I would have liked. No sisters, not even close cousins. So having 2 girls 23 months apart is a challenge to my understanding of female relationships, and I’m half-dreading, half-anticipating the struggles to come.
I always, always regretted not having a sister. Having a brother is nice, but nothing like a sister. Now I have a son and two daughters. The daughters have become close, living in the same city. They are very different people but realize how precious their relationship is and nurture it.
.-= Alexandra´s last blog ..Should Concern for Wildlife Trump Concern for People and the Environment? =-.