Today is Sister Day – the name my dear
sister, Esther, coined for the intermittent days we get to see each other. Fortunate
enough to live in the same country, but three hours drive apart; we always look
forward to our time together.
Since Abi died Esther has been a huge
source of strength for us all, but particularly for me. On that dreadful night,
she and her family reached the hospital just minutes after we first arrived,
and she’s been right beside me on our journey ever since. In a world without a
mum or a daughter, it’s good to have a sister.
So this post is for her and all of those
fortunate enough to have a sister. I love the colour, the madness, the
silliness, and the passion you bring to all of our lives Esther Henry, but most
of all I love that you are part of me, same flesh and blood: same way of packing
groceries, same washing up strategy; our shared love of gin, champagne cocktails,
wine, scarves, Ugg boots, Converse, and leftover curry. Your recycling is superior to mine (but
not necessarily Trevor’s), you wrap presents and make beds way better than me,
your coffees leave mine for dust. We hate washing our hair, know when mummy
would have wanted us to wear a skirt, and wake in perfect synchronicity when
we’re in the same house, always clamouring to be first up, coveting our
precious quiet time together early in the morning.
Somebody recently pointed out to you that
our siblings form the longest relationships of our lives. I’m grateful for that
because no one makes me laugh quite like you do: Trevor says he always knows when it’s
you on the phone by the particular way I laugh, well cackle, actually. Bring it
on sister, you are one part of the Sisterhood I know I can always count on.
Hooray for Sister Day!
I always wanted a sister. I begged my mother to try for one - two brothers later no luck…It is such a special relationship, your best friend I think. I know my three daughters will be grateful for each other throughout their lives, through the good and the bad.
ReplyDeleteNow I also remember dressing the younger brother up in princess outfits and girls frocks! My pretend sister! Poor bloke - didn't seem to mind tho...
ReplyDeletePoor bloke indeed Sanie. We're looking forward to having you and one of your girls here on Saturday night.
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