Lately, I've been having many of those silly, lame, laughing-for-no-reason, totally childish moments. My sister's been around.
I'm a middle child, sandwiched by two sisters who are my real life support-system (not the fake system that involves a heart pumping blood and all that).
Each of my sisters has a specific role to play: my older sister (older than me by a little less than two years) is there for me to be a total jerk with and still feel loved. To get all life's lessons second-hand without having to go through the teaching experience. To joke and have laughing fits with about things that seem normal to the rest of the world. To allow me to relieve all stress and frustrations with in endless arguments and still not have a single ill feeling against each other.
My younger sister (younger to me by five years) is there for me to feel like I am making a difference in somebody's life. Someone I'm ready to sacrifice the most precious things to me just to see a smile on her face. Someone I'm willing to spend my life protecting.
What would we do without sisters?