Big sisters.
I am lucky - I have a big sister, more importantly my big sister is Stephanie Hewitt. Obviously, we have had our fights, we are siblings and girls but all in all we have always had a good relationship. When we were younger she was perfect to me, the perfect friend, the perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect everything and I did not begrudge that feeling but admired it and aspired to be like her. She was (is) beautiful and strong and boys liked her and she would play with me even when I knew she didn't really want to. As we got older I obviously found out that she was not perfect and that it really wasn't fair of me to put her on such a high pedestal but she is still pretty much up there for me as someone I want to be like.
When I got into my teenage years all my guys friends had a little crush on her and it didn't bother me in the slightest. I actually would've judged them had they not. When she went away to college I'm not sure who it was harder for me or mom. We were both almost in mourning when she left. But, we adjusted like you do when changes come.
I think the hardest thing for me though was when she got married. Not because we didn't love the man she was marrying or that I thought she was making some huge mistake or anything like that it was just, she wouldn't just be my sister anymore. She was starting a part of her life that I could not really be apart of and I knew things would be different forever. We adjusted to the change and hey I'm married now too. I've always been so grateful that she was the oldest and not me because she got to go through things first, first boyfriend, kiss, driving, college, marriage, kids, first one turning 30, all that fun stuff. When I started going through it I could always talk to her and get her advice because even though I know that she is not perfect she is all knowing.
Staf,
Thanks for being my big sister and putting up with my annoyingness and being someone who I can always count on. Happy 30th aging one. I love you.
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