28 July 2011

you're not the boss of me

"You're not the boss of me!" was a common phrase my sister liked to shout at me when we were growing up. Granted, she was between the ages of 4 and 8, so it was pretty normal. I loved being able to respond, "Actually, I am the boss of you." And then I would chuckle, gleefully, as I had been left in charge while my parents were at work or running to get groceries. We basically tortured each other in this manner for about ten years until I went off to college. There were loving, sisterly moments, too... having "sleepovers" in each other's rooms and exploring in the backyard together. But being seven years apart, we didn't always have a lot in common.

just look at that little punk

When I moved to the east coast after college, Stacy came to visit and explore DC and New York with me. She was only 15, but it felt like the beginning of a real friendship. I still gave her a lot of guidance (read: unsolicited advice and general bossiness), but we had our first adventure together far from home. I was so sad when she left, really feeling like I had glimpsed our future closeness.

When she graduated from high school and I moved back home, we got an apartment together in the big city. I continued to "guide" her, constantly sharing my opinion on what she should do with her life and exactly how she should get there. In return, she would steal borrow my clothes, tell me she was going to do what she wanted to do, and head out the door. But we still managed to enjoy each other's company, work together slinging lattes for the masses, and come back together at night to watch movies and eat junk food.

Years passed, I got married, she moved into her own place, and we saw each other when it was convenient. I still managed to find the time to offer her abundant bits of wisdom about what I thought she should be doing with herself. She still managed to tell me to mind my own business. (Punk.)

Now here we are, both grown up, both married, both with our own homes and jobs and families. 

And I am in awe of her. 

Not a day goes by that I don't think of my sister with a heart full of gratitude and love. She has become my best friend without a doubt. Even though I am older than her, I know I am not wiser and I am so unbelievably thankful for her friendship, companionship, and love. She has become an amazing aunt to my children, and I am so so so excited to watch her as she begins the long, joyful, amazing journey of motherhood. She is a confidante, an encourager, a prayer partner, a giver of time, and an all-around gift to me. I love that we share an affinity for terrible reality TV (which we text about way too much), and at the same time can tell each other our need for prayer or encouragement or sleep. 

So, Stace, I forgive you for all of the things you stole over the years (clepto) and I could not be more blessed by who you are. (Can I still be the boss of you a little bit?)

maybe not

{written for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop and for my awesome sister}


  1. This was beautiful; there's nothing like the bond of siblings, especially sisters. My girls are almost three years apart and I'm trying to remind them every day that this is your only sister. This should be the first friend you ever have. My sisters and I are all three years apart and it wasn't until I was 18 that we all became close. They are undoubtedly the strongest, smartest women I know. (Giggling at the clepto comment)

  2. I had the same arguments with my brother...LOL! Visiting from Mama Kat's...

  3. I feel the same way about my sister. She's 9 years apart, and now that she is 14, we are finally able to have an amazing friendship. I always felt like her aunt, since I am so much older. But now she is a teen, we are the same size, wear the same clothes, and both have an unhealthy obsession with Pretty Little Liars. Sisters are the best!


  4. My sisters and I have the same kind of relationship -- why is it that younger sisters never appreciate the value of our wisdom (aka unsolicited advice)?

  5. My sister and I are 4 years apart. Now that she's almost out of college, we're starting to have a better relationship. I can only hope to be as close as you and your sister!

  6. Lovely!

    I tell my kids (I coach college women) all the time- you don't have to like each other- but you HAVE to love each other.

  7. Sisters are a gift :) Glad you guys know what I am talking about!

  8. Just moseyed over and reread this one. You're the best sister,:) Feel so lucky to have you.