During last year’s A-Z Challenge I introduced my older brothers, so this year it seemed only appropriate to introduce my sisters.
I am the 4th of five children with Tina as the youngest of the clan and Frances as the oldest.
It was a chaotic and noisy household with seven people in a 3 bedroom house. We three girls shared the largest bedroom – which wasn’t large by any standard.
In hindsight that must have been very difficult for Frances who is eight years older than I am. At least by the time I was a teenager, the 3 oldest had moved away and I had a room of my own. Frances, on the other hand, had to contend with a bratty little sister.
In case you’re wondering – Tina was the cute one. I was considered the brat. I prefer to think I was simply high-spirited.
Having a sister with only 18 months difference in age, Tina and I grew up as best friends … at least until our teenage years kicked in and then our relationship took a bit of a beating. After we both married, we found our way back to each other.
My sisters have made me laugh. They’ve made me cry.
I’ve loved them and hated them. We have fought with each other, then kissed and made up … repeated many times over the years.
We’ve been kind to one another and we’ve been mean – sometimes deliberately, usually not.
We’ve shared ups, downs, and long talks into the evening.
We live far away from each other, but my heart always pulls towards them.
We are as different as 3 people can be, but they will be my sisters always.
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