“You should have been a writer instead of a computer geek. You are so good at it! Love you sis.”
When I saw that posted on my Facebook wall, I almost had tears in my eyes. My sister, RB, had written it. She’s my older sister and we’ve always been close. To hear that from her, someone who I have looked up to my whole life, made me feel so good inside!
There is a Carly Simon song “Older Sister” that reminds me so much of her. When I was a child, I wanted to be just like her. I wanted to dress like her, listen to the music she listened to, hang with her and her friends. When I had a problem and need to talk to an “adult”, it was always her I turned to.
When she left home, at age 18, I was devastated. I still remember her moving out and me standing there crying. I knew I would still see her, but I wanted to see her ever day! I wanted her to live home, not somewhere that I had to go visit her. I wasn’t near old enough to drive. How was I going to see here every day? I needed her with me!
She literally married the boy next door. I was so happy that they got married. He was and still is the big brother I never had. He was in the army and was stationed in Washington state. They were moving all the way across the U.S. I was never going to see my sister again!
I survived. I survived all the traveling they had to do for the army. When they were close enough for me to drive to visit, I would, as often as I could. When I married Scuba Man, we bought a house just 20 minutes away from them. It was so awesome being that close!
Eventually though, we moved to Texas. This time I was the one to leave. It wasn’t any easier, being the one to leave her.
She came to visit a few times. She was there when I had surgery, to take care of me. We stayed with her almost every time we went back east. Eventually, we moved back east ourselves and settled in a house about 1 1/2 hours from her. We’re still in that house.
Although we don’t see each other or talk to each other as often as we would like, it’s a comfort to me knowing she’s close. She’s my sister and my best friend. How lucky can a girl get?