What it Means to be Sisters. Part 1

What it Means to be Sisters.

I Have Two Older Sisters.

What it means to be sisters is unique to everyone, therefore, there are no rules. I have two older sisters, and, as a result of the age difference they were rarely around as I grew into my teen years. There are memories of them being around when I was a little kid, but there are only a select few. They have told me that they babysat me when I was just a baby and I believe they resented it somewhat. I understand their frustration as they were teens then, and wanted to be out hanging with their friends. Being stuck in the house having to care for their baby sister was probably not their idea of having fun. This baby was probably a pain in the neck to them, therefore, I don’t blame them. I presume I would have felt somewhat the same!

Most of my friends had sisters closer to their age, so their relationships were different. They knew their sisters better than I knew mine and had closer ties to them. Since my sisters were so much older, by the time I became a teenager they were already on their own. I really never got to know them until I also became an adult.

 

It Took a Long Time to Develop a Friendship and it Was Tough.

It took a long time to develop a friendship and it was tough. I was the baby of the family and my dad spoiled me quite a bit. It took me longer than most to grow up, and I was resented by them. It was difficult to understand, and years to accept. My relationship to my sisters was strained, and still is in many ways.

Although, we love one another, it’s different than how I would like it to be. For example, I would like to have more things in common, but that will probably never happen. They grew up in the 60ies, I grew up in the 70ies, and that is a huge leap in itself. They had the responsibility of babysitting me, so I became somewhat of a burden to them. I didn’t have any responsibilities toward them when I was a teenager, and that is a big deal.

So at a certain stage in my life, perhaps as a teenager, I resented them for having the freedoms that I didn’t have. They, in turn, resented me for having been responsible for my needs as a young child. My friends an the other hand, had sisters closer to their age who were there to teach them the ropes of growing up. My sisters were already living on their own when I needed their advice.

There are no set rules to being sisters, nothing right, nothing wrong, the relationships just are. I enjoy the relationship we have now, but we live in different areas of the country. We don’t really know each other as well as I would like to. However, that’s the way it is and I accept it. After all, life goes on, and we do the best we can to keep in touch. At the end of the day we love each other and that’s what counts.

Memories of my Eldest Sister.

Memories of my eldest sister come flooding back to me like it was yesterday. I remember when she used to sing to me when i was still quite young. She usually sang the same song, a sad little song about a little girl who had to take care of her sick mother, or something like that. I wish I could remember the words, it was like hearing a fairy tale.

I also remember that she used to have parties when mom and dad were out. Her thing was making french-fries (chips) for friends that showed up. I always looked forward to the treat as she always brought me a plate of the crispy, plump fries with a huge dollop of ketchup for dipping the fries in.

She was also good at drawing and drew great cartoon characters for me. She left home before I became a teenager so I hardly knew her, I know I missed her, respected her and loved it when she came home for visits. Eventually we kind of lost touch, I was too busy with my life and didn’t take the time to let her know that I still missed her.

See What it Means to be Sisters. Part 2

 

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