The power of sisters. ❤

They say everyone has a soul-mate, someone who completes their other half.  Sure romantically, but that fills the description of a sister to a tee, too.  At least with me and my sister it does.  There are only a handful of people I would die without.  Husband, children, sister.  My sister is the other half of my brain.  The other half of my soul.  She is the white to my rice.  I have never had, or ever will, have a best friend like my sister.  We know what the other person is thinking.  We're perverted, crude, and hilarious.  We've never met anyone quite like us.  The link between sisters goes far deeper than any other relationship.  Sisters are funny, ya either love 'em, or hate 'em.  I can't believe when I hear people say that they hate their sister.  My sister and I are 11 1/2 years apart, me obviously being the older.  I prayed for those 11 years for a sister.  Ya see, I was the fifth child.  I was also the only girl.  I had four older brothers, and baby number six was also a boy.  I had five brothers for 9 years.  Don't get me wrong, I insanely love my brothers, and growing up the only girl with five brothers was never a dull moment. There was totally something missing, though.  Pink.  I prayed like you've never prayed.  I needed a sister, and I needed her bad.  I didn't care that it took 11 1/2 years later, I finally got my sister.  My mom's seventh and final baby was a girl!  Hallelujah!  When you need and pray that hard for a sister, you know this bond is going to be extra special.  She was my baby.  I bathed her, changed her diaper, fed her, rocked her, loved her (yes, I can compare the two, since I am a mother!) like she was my own baby.  I loved this little girl more than anything in the world.  Even as a tiny infant, I knew this kid and I were in for some ride!  Boy what a ride it's been.  She's now a beautiful teenager.  She's turned from being my "baby" to my best friend.  She spends every summer at my house.  She's also best friends with my husband now, the "stupid head" who stole me away from her when she was only five.  The three of us are the wildest trio you've ever seen.  The two loves of my life.  My heart would cease to exist without my sister.  The bond between sisters is on a spiritual level.  I know the two of us were meant to be together, nothing could have stopped that.

I was lucky enough to spend Friday through today, Monday, with my sister.  I went to go support her in her high school choir concert.  She was playing Meg from Disney's Hercules.  She sang a solo for "I won't say I'm in love."  That girl rocked my socks!  Most amazing singer, ever!  I'm NOT saying that because she's my sister, the girl's one of the best I've ever heard, bar none.  She has a seriously strong, loud pop voice.  So good.  The girl's Adele, no lie!  She came out on that stage with so much confidence and power.  So amazing!  Blew muh socks off.  I couldn't believe that was the baby who's diaper's I had changed.  Such a proud moment.

Being the big sister, the dynamic is so much more different for me than it is for her, as the little sister.  She will never understand how proud of her I am.  How much I love her.  I do tell her, all the time.  I'm just so glad she feels the bond as strongly as I do.  That she knows I would die for her.  My sister is my drug.  :)  She makes M.S. and Fibromyalgia ten times funnier, and far less painful. ❤ this girl!

My mommy took this picture of us, right after my sisters concert as Meg.