My sister came to visit last weekend. She was telling me all about her fabulous single life in San Francisco. She has lots of close friends, she dates a lot, she works from home, she has pretty things. She looks pretty at all times and she showers EVERYDAY!! I miss being able to shower. :) So she comes to my house, stays in our guest room and pretty much watches me be a mother to my girls. She asks me questions and seems so interested and wants to reinforce what I have learned as a parent. This is my older sister, whom I shared a room with, had my first drink with and slept in her bed when I had my first heartache. This is my sister who got me ready for prom, who gave me her I.D. when she turned 21 and smoked cigarettes with me until we were sick. My older sister who I watched get ready each day and told her how pretty she looked and she would reply, "I know". Me, the little sister who would get into her stuff and make her so angry. Little did she know, I did that because I wanted to be just like her. We have so much fun together. To this day, we sit on our mothers couch exchange tabloids and make each other laugh. I have always been the free spirited one and she has always been the driven lawyer. She paid her price to be a lawyer and now she has found her happiness as a lawyer and a person.
So on Saturay night, after a full day of her watching me do my mommy thing, we opened a bottle of wine and put in a movie. For the first time, I felt insecure like I was so boring compared to her life. I didn't tell her until the next day that I was worried. It was a surprise to me, I had always been the one who she had fun with and now her life was so exciting and mine was too but in a different way. I wondered if a single woman of the city life could appreciate my suburban family life??
Her first day home, we spoke and she ended the conversation with "your not boring."
Sisters........what a gift. Im so proud and happy for her.
