Monday, January 28, 2013

My Sister's Birthday

My little, baby sister turned 13 today. Not so baby anymore. But she'll always be my baby sis. I love that girl more than I love myself.

I still remember how as a little kid I always wanted a baby brother or sister. Everyone else in the world seemed to have one! I wanted one as well! I remember reading Junie B. Jones: Monkey Business. And that's how I imagined having a sibling would be.

I remember my parents telling me that I would have a baby brother or sister. I was the happiest kid in the world. I would share all my toys. I would tell them stories. I would be a great big brother. I wanted to hold my sibling in my arms. But I had to wait. 9 months my parents said. And so I waited.

And at 8 months almost 9 months my mom went into labor. I still remember that night. We had gone out to eat, and we went shopping. I saw an action figure that I liked from one of my favorite shows (Digimon). The action figure was one of the dragon Digimons and it was big enough like a teddy bear. I remember my dad telling me that that would be the last toy I ever got because everything would be for the baby. Surely, he was just scaring me right? I panicked briefly.

Eventually I got dropped off at my aunt and uncle's and my parents went to the hospital. I slept with my cousins and I held my action figure like a teddy bear and I couldn't sleep that night. I prayed that my mom and sister would be alright.

And in the morning I got to go meet my baby sister.

She was the smallest, cutest, pinkest baby I had ever seen. I didn't even understand how she could be brown yet look pink. She opened her little brown eyes and looked at me. And I knew I would face the world in order to protect her. And then she cried and screamed and I knew I was in for Hell.

13 years later and she's one of my favorite people. No one can make me as angry as she does. But at the end of the day I love her to death. No one can cheer me up like she can. There's no one I can call my blood sister but also my friend. Despite the big age gap we are still friends and I will always be here for her.

Who knows maybe one day she'll read this blog. And Stacy if you ever come across this, I love you more than anything in the world. And I will always be there for you. No one will mess with you as long as I'm around and even then, I'll haunt anyone that tries to hurt you. Love you.



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