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| Amanda Claire & Mum pose for a photo. And the action that follows well, that about sums Ac up! |
So today is the day. It is finally here. I am writing this as I work on the slide show presentation for the party. And as I sift through some photos and more photos and even more photos I am struck by who you are, kid. I am so proud to be your sister.
The joy that just exudes from you. I wish I had half of it. Your beauty, your charm and your sense of humour and fun. Whenever I think of you it makes me smile. That wit. Gosh, you are a funny one. And I can’t even bring myself to hate you for being the little, cute one. Not that I haven’t tried. Ha!
And life has dealt you some struggles. It hasn’t always been smooth sailing but your courage and your strength held you afloat in those times. I watched when you were so little, going through what you did. All the hospital visits, the ongoing treatment, the operations. I was always so proud of you. You were always so tough.
But seriously, what was that obsession you had for eating melted cheese..?
Did I ever tell you I prayed for you? Well I did. When we found out that Mum was having a baby, I prayed for a sister. The one time that I have prayed for anything. And I was delivered what I wanted. And I have never regretted that prayer once. I have loved having you in my life, even when you were driving me batty, for every single second.
And I did i tell you that I’m sorry I told you that you killed your twin sister. I know it is a bit of a family joke now. But I am sorry. And no, just in case you are wondering, Dad didn’t make me write that. I can’t imagine what I was thinking that day on the small bridge in Kandanga when I told you you pushed your twin off. Sigh. That was such a horrible thing to do. Hindsight, what can I say, I wouldn’t do it again.
And today, on your big 21st, I want to wish you all the love, the joy, the abundance and the fun you could ever want. Safe travels on your {second!} big European adventure. I’ll miss having you around. Yeah, I know, it’s only a few weeks. Anyway. Back to the point.
Happy Birthday Kid. I love you. You’re awesome {And by the way, this is that blog thing of mine I keep talking about}. With all the love in the world.
Your big sis.
Hi! I’m Melissa Walker Horn. Around here, they call me Suger. I’m the Chief Blogger and doer of all the things here at Suger Coat It. Blogging since 1901; I love a casual ootd, taking photos, and writing about things that irk or inspire me. I love wine and cheese, long days at the beach and spending time with my family. I make stuff for the internet over at Chalkboard Digital. You know, living the sweet life.
Ashley, I was 9 or 10. And no, she didn't have a twin. It was one of those things you say to get younger siblings to behave. Sigh.
LOVEly! Can I ask how old you were when you told her she pushed her twin sister off a bridge? Did she really have a twin sister or is it something that you say to younger siblings like 'Mum, didn't tell you you were adopted?' xx
Oh what a lovely post, I hope your sis has a wonderful day and gets spoilt rotten!!x
awww this is sooooo sweet! i wrote similiar letters to my lil sis on her 16th and 18th birthdays… i cant imagine her turning 21 and really being all grown up tho (probably cause im not even 21 yet lol).sounds like your sis is lucky to have such a great big sis!xx