Sisters Till the End

This picture is just from this past Christmas. Do I hate my sisters? Sometimes. Is there ever time that I feel that I need my sisters? A lot. Do I have a lot of love for both of my sisters? Yes! Us 3 girls grew up on a farm of 40 acres. So, if we ever felt to get a way from each other, sometimes wasn't always possible. Even with that much land. That's because we would follow one another out there in the wilderness of the farm. There is were I learned that family come first no matter what. That my sisters were my very first friends. Friends that I loved yet didn't always see eye to eye with. They are my sisters. I do love them with all of my heart. Even if there are times that we don't talk, and times that we don't see each other. The love is still there. My oldest sister is the one that I was always closest to growing up to, and if I ever had a problem, she was always there to listen and give me advice. The middle sister, she never gave me advice, she would gripe about every little thing that I was doing wrong at that time, or gripe about my problem even today what I would be doing wrong. Tell me which sister would be the best bet to talk to in bad times. Don't worry, I'll wait.

So, even today I would rather talk to my oldest sister, and not the middle sister. When one has nothing but sisters growing up, and one is girly growing up, the middle sister didn't like to get dirty growing up, and then you had me. The one that liked to play in mud puddles and get 100% filthy. I would take baths, yes. But I did like to get very dirty. I was the Tom-boy growing up. I am still like that, even today. I know that it will all wash off. I don't wear much make-up, I don't really like to do my hair much. I also don't really paint my finger nails or toe nails. That's just something that I don't like to really do. I will say one thing, when I do clean up, I clean up good. I will also say this, when one has only sisters, you know that no matter what, you will have each other's backs.

I say that cause 9 years ago we lost our father due to a horrific auto accident while he was transporting a 5th wheel camper that was going to Nevada, but he was in Nebraska when it happened. We were there for each other like no other. We sat down and discussed what we wanted that was our Dad's. How we wanted his funeral, we did through discussion and not fighting. Because we knew that we needed each other then. We will need each other again, and in the future. That is the meaning of being sisters, I feel. Love to hate each other and hate to love one another. That's a sister thing. I will never stop loving them, I would give an organ or a body part for either of my sisters if they needed it. That is how much I love my sisters. I would die for them. They mean that much to me, even if we don't always get along. I am the youngest out of us 3. I always got my way with our Dad. My sisters never liked that, but they had accepted it, cause they knew that there wasn't anything that they could do about it. We never know what our siblings will be like until we grow up and while we are growing up with them. We would have had a brother, but he died in a car accident when he was only 5 months old. He was the second born. I don't know what to say about him really, other than I know that he was born on April 1st, in 1975. My oldest sister was in that same accident. I thank the Lord every day that he did leave me her to learn from and to grow with. So if there is ever a time that you feel like you don't love or if you even feel like you hate your sibling, know this, you will one day need them more than you will ever know. That is something that I know all to well.