“You can kid the world. But not your sister.” (Charlotte Gray)Did you ever read a quote that carried any more truth? Sisters know us and we know them in a way no one else can.
Tonight, I went back in my blog archives looking for something about my book, Angel Sister. I found plenty of posts. I mention it again in this post because if you have an e-reader and would like to read my first Rosey Corner book, it is on e-book sale for $1.99 one more day, tomorrow April 30th. Then the price will go back up. Angel Sister is a special book for me since my mother’s memories play such a big part in the the background of that story. Also, since I had sisters and no brothers and my mother had sisters and no brothers, I focused on sisters in Angel Sister. I wanted to highlight that special bond sisters have for one another.
When you’re kids living in the same house, you’re sometimes ready to choke one another, but the sister bond changes as the years go by. The older sister who tormented you with her superior everything is now the sister you can count on to tell you the truth and point you in the right direction when a decision needs to be made. The younger sister who spilled your favorite bottle of perfume and was such a pest is now the sister who will hold your hand through the worst doctor’s visits or will walk with you through the hard times of caretaking your parents. And the middle sister – she’s the glue who holds the sisters together. She’s the one with the ready ear and the shoulder to cry on when things aren’t going well. In Angel Sister, I have Kate, the middle sister be the responsible one – the one who wants to make sure things turn out right for her family.
Our sisters do know us. They shared the same experiences growing up. They know about that first cake you made that even the dogs wouldn’t eat. They know about the snake that showed up in the inner tube with you when you were swimming in the pond. They remember how much you loved your first dog. They know about the time you got lost in the snowstorm in the city and are still thankful that turned out okay. They were there at the beginning when you first took up a pen to write a story. They laughed at you and drove you crazy. They knew exactly who you were and they kept loving you even when they didn’t like you so much.
“You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they’re the only ones who don’t get bored if you talk about your memories.” (Deborah Moggach)
Thank goodness, my mother and her sisters never got tired of talking about their “good old days.” And that I never got tired of listening to them. Without those oft repeated stories, I might never have written Angel Sister. My sisters and I don’t do the “remember when” as much as Mom and her sisters did. But maybe we should – where our kids can hear. Our pasts are a gift of experiences and love that we should pass along to the younger generation whether they think it’s boring or not. And then eventually they will do the same. That’s what families do.
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My brother and I are VERY close.
My sister will not speak to the rest of or family, and hasn't for 6 years.
Long story.
Mostly, we're "judgmental".
It's odd that an entire family, including her niece and nephews, can be judgmental.
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So sorry, Jennifer, that your sister has divided herself from the family, but glad you have that close relationship with your brother. Sisterhood is a gift and one that is sometimes just as strong between friends as siblings. So I hope you have some sweet "friend sisters" who make great friends for you.
I do have QUITE a sisterhood of friends. And my brother is awesome!