My best friend happens to be my sister. I'm totally ok with that. She is my rock, my biggest supporter, my secret keeper, my everything. We have a bond that many would envy. One look can say it all, one word can start the laughter. She is my protector, and I am hers. I support her even if I don't agree with her decisions, and she does the same for me. Later, we will tell each other "I told you so" and no anger will be had.
We have had our hard times, but we have had far more good times. When I have a bad day, get nervous, sad, depressed, confused, or overwhelmed, I know five minutes on the phone with her will put me in my place. I try to do the same for her. I don't think I'm as good at it as she is, but I will always try.
She gave me an owl decal for my car, someone to always "see where I have been" as she says. And not only does Mr. Owl see all from my back window, but he is close to my heart. I see that Owl as my sister, the one who always has my back.
So today, my blessing is my big sis, who is always there for me, loves me unconditionally, and who may, in my golden years, be the crazy lady on the hill with me..
