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I’m interrupting our regularly scheduled weekly recap for a very special reason…14516317_10207872958243624_8559851131872108311_n

You guys – my “little” sister is twenty-six today. Twenty. Six. I can’t really wrap my head around that…

I can’t lie – when she was born I can distinctly remember not being quite so impressed with her. She was beet red (maybe I should say tomato red…they are her favorite) and shrieking at the top of her lungs and honestly; I just couldn’t see what all the fuss was about. She didn’t even do the courtesy of being born at a time that earned me a day off of school – she arrived in the wee hours of Thanksgiving morning and I already had that day off. Gee thanks Lindsey…I needed that vacation from the rigors of kindergarten but you were no help. 😉

I’m kidding. Sort of. We did discover a few years later an old map that had been stuffed beneath my parent’s bed and scrawled on the back in childish scribble was “Lindsey is an ugly baby”. Ouch – I guess I had some real feelings about being promoted from only child.

Granted – all that emotion was twenty-six years ago. Well…something like that. We fought like cats and dogs when we were younger; every once in a while it was like some kind of battle royale, we may have convinced my Mom that we were never going to like each other. Sorry Mom.

We survived childhood and somehow we even managed to make it through the teenage years – although I’m convinced that was solely because of the six year age difference. I was at least beginning to come out of the hormonal haze of high school right about the same time Lindsey was entering it… I will freely admit I can be a wee bit dramatic but I will also freely tell you that if I’m dramatic, then Lindsey is drama on speed. There’s a reason she was the one who did theater…

And then…just like that, I moved out to go to college and we didn’t live in the same house anymore….and we wouldn’t again. I’d like to think that if we’d known that, we would have soaked up one another’s attention and affection a little bit more. Who knows? Somewhere in the midst of those years – when I was in college and she was in high school – when she came to visit me for the weekend or I’d go home for the weekend…somewhere along in there we started to be friends. I like to think she always thought I was cool (don’t younger siblings always think their older siblings are the coolest?) but somewhere along the way I realized she was pretty cool too.

Lindsey moved across the country to go to school and I moved back “home” and life continued on. The years passed and we saw one another in five and six days spurts every few months…which when you think about it, is really strange. To go from doing every day with a person all your life to suddenly seeing one another a grand total of twenty or thirty days a year… Life is funny like that, you know? Perhaps that is what bonded us so closely but I’d like to think even if we had continued to live together through Lindsey’s college years we’d still be as close – who knows?

What I do know – I’m so incredibly blessed in so many ways but one of the blessings I am most thankful for is that my little sister is also my best friend. I may not have been so keen on her to begin with but that’s certainly not the case anymore. On any given day, if you were to ask me to name one person who would no doubt make me feel better, make me laugh, the person that I want to share my struggles and triumphs with – it’s that little sister of mine. She has grown into one of the most amazing, talented, loving and kind people I know; she has more determination in her little finger than most people (me included) have in their whole body. If you give her a challenge, she’ll not only best the challenge but she’ll probably excel while doing it…because that’s just who she is.

I don’t know what it’s like to be an only child – I got promoted to big sister twenty-six years ago today and while at the time I wasn’t so sure; I know now that it was probably one of the best days of my life. I gained not only a little sister but a partner in crime, a confidant, a shoulder to cry on, someone to laugh at inside jokes with…I got the best friend in the world. I’m so happy that twenty-six years ago today the Lord decided to make you a part of our family – of course He knew you’d be perfect for us…for me. I hope you have the happiest of birthdays and that your 26th year is everything you hope it will be.


Happy 26th Birthday!

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