My sister, five years older, use to mother me. I was told many times years ago that when I was a baby, she and her friend would push me around in a baby buggy and I was so big, I tore right through it. Sorry Kim!
When I grew into a little girl with long hair, she would braid it for me. I remember when we we became a little older, she would lay her long hair down on the ironing board and we would iron it. We could have invented the hair iron. Why didn't we think of that Kim?!
We came from a divorced home with a mother who was fighting depression and making ends meet. My sister would sew clothes for me so I would have something cute and new every now and then. Thank you Kim!
When still young, I heard the word "virgin" and didn't know what it meant. When I asked the big sister and her friend, they told me the opposite of what it was. So later, when kids asked me at school if I was a virgin, I proudly said, 'No'. Thanks a lot Kim!
When my sister gets aggrivated at someone, she will raise one eyebrow and curl one end of her lip. It's so funny both parties end up laughing. (Only does she do this within the family. She would never curl her lip outside the family.) Thanks Kim for your cute expressions!
When my sister grew up into a young lady and after graduating from college, she flew to Papua, New Guinea to live for two years to work with the Wycliff Bible Translators as a teacher. During this time I had been in the midst of a nine year seperation from my mother. Big sister fasted and prayed those two years she was gone for a restored relationship between sister and mother.
After she returned to the States, God did a mighty healing of two hearts and spirits and that relationship was restored. Thank you Kim!
I ended up marrying first and having a child first. But Kim became the mother first. . .taking care of her baby sister, sewing for me, watching over me while our mother would be away at work, braiding my hair, even teasing me good naturedly. . .although I didn't appreciate it until I became an adult.
We're both in our fifties now, although you would never know it to look at my beautiful sister. She overcame ulcers in college that had hospitalized her, she overcame ovarian cancer 15 years ago and a bald head. She has mothered two beautiful children who have grown up into wonderful young people who love the Lord. She is my big sister and I am so proud to be her little sister.
My sister and her daughter are coming to see me for the week and do I need to say. . .I am excited!? With 750 miles between us, we do not get to see one another very often. Sometimes once a year, and sometimes it is longer.
Hurry up Kim and Laura!
P.S. ~ I was ironing my husbands work clothes when my niece texted me as she was on the highway. . ."Aunt Kristy, do you have a hair iron I can use? I forgot to pack mine." I smiled as I looked at that iron on the ironing board.