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Thursday, December 21, 2006

To My Sisters

So it's one of those days.....busy busy busy at work, busy busy busy running errands, busy busy busy walking and feeding CruiserDog (and CruiserMel), busy busy busy reading blogs, plucking eyebrows, finishing Christmas cards and paying bills.

Okay, so that's done. Now what? I grab the TV remote and do a little surfing o the dish. Nothing new on - no new Grey's. No new ER. Dear heavens above, please let me find something to veg-out to; I do not see a toilet brush or scrubbing bubbles in my near future.

*click* "In Her Shoes". Okay, chick flick. Three stars. *sigh* Okay, I'll give it a whirl. No one has to know, except me and CruiserDog, right? Two hours later, I'm weeping and sniffling like an idiot.

My sister died about three years before I was born. I have an older brother who I adore, but have never known the feeling of having a sister, unfortunately. I sometimes wonder if she and I would've ganged-up on B or if they would've ganged-up on me. (they were 8 and 10 years older than me) I often wonder what she would look like now. She was such a pretty 6 year old. I idolized her in her Easter dress and wide-brimmed hat in the photo in Mom's dressing room. For years. Would she be married and have children by now? Would she be funny and carefree or serious and stern?

I will one day find out, but for now I happily have my other sisters. You know who you are. I don't have to tell you that I love you for what you've contributed to my life, but I want to.

I love you for the laughs and the tears, the gossip and the advice, whether I followed it or not. I love you for the encouragement in all my endeavors, no matter how flaky. I even love the awful bridesmaid dresses you've made me wear. (I can't seem to part with them.) I love the quotable quotes we share from ages ago and the embarrassing moments stored away to be used (or not) against me when and if that "moment" comes. I love you for the plans we have for living in an old age home, drinking cocktails (or prune juice) and fighting over the few living men at "the home."

In short, I do have a sister. I have many sisters. I am one of the luckiest girls in the world. I am crying as I am typing, the thoughts coming faster than my little hands can possibly type, so I will stop here.

Before you go, I want to quote the best movie line I've ever heard about "sisters". This is for you. "I love her. She's my sister. Without her, I don't make sense."

'Nuff said.

Okay, go now. I need a new Kleenex. QUIT IT - you're making me cry.

18 comments:

KP said...

You had me at hello. Awwwww... I love you too & always will!!!!! (The dress might not have been all that cute, but the color looked smashing on you).

KP said...

Come to think of it, my wedding dress is pretty horrid too. Oh well, that marriage didn't stick anyway.

CruiserMel said...

kp - actually, I really liked that b-maid dress - it forced me to actually watch what I ate! (as you recall, they ordered it 2 sizes too small) I need to find that dress again and use it for inspiration!

(((hugs)))

Sgt said...

You two need to lay off the Lifetime Television for women.

Seriously. That stuff will brainwash you.

twisted panties said...

You should read the book. It is better than the movie. I made my sister go watch the movie with me since she refuses to read for recreation. I thought it was perfect for us. We are so opposites, fighting constantly growing up, but defending each other against others and we always wore the same shoe size. I don't think you are cheesey. I love that movie. But seriously, read the book.

CruiserMel said...

sgt - there's too much estrogen in here today for you. :)

Twisted - I just loved loved loved the movie. I can't believe I'd never seen it before last night. I'm not much of a reader (like your sister) but I'll have to take the B&N gift card I got for Xmas and pick it up on your recommendation. But geez, this weeping's getting to be bothersome!

Dezdmona said...

I never knew you had a sister.
I lost my sister almost 14 years ago now, so I wonder many things, too.....

....all I have left are the boys in my world and my "sisters"...like you.

Thanks for the cry.
I needed it.

Love you.

EMF said...

wow...how deep...who knew?

CruiserMel said...

Dez - I didn't really mean to make you or anyone cry. But for some reason, be it the holidays or hormones, I was overcome with a need to express this to my peeps.

EMF - Yup, I'm deep. What are the odds?

Anonymous said...

I don't have any sisters, so I understand where you are coming from. My special friendships mean so much more to me than the relationship I have with my brother. It's a positive twist on the old saying - you can choose your friends but not your family. My chosen family means so very, very much to me. - DJW

Mr. Fabulous said...

Very nice post.

Can I be a brother.

CruiserMel said...

Mr. Fab - but of course, you's a brotha. But can you fit in the shoes?

KP said...

Cruiser, I have the book. Actually, I have every book Jennifer Weiner ever wrote! You are welcome to borrow!

Swishy said...

What a sweet post! I don't know what I'd do without my non-biological sisters ... or my blog ones! (The book is good, though not Jennifer Weiner's best. I actually liked the movie better, because it took out all of the unnecessary subplots.)

Starlet said...

oh gaw. I feel like I am an intruder on this post now.

Anonymous said...

Those monologues in Pierce never had me balling like this one!

Anonymous said...

thank god for puffs.... I have a sister (4 years older). We were never friends until I hit about 22. Now we can be best friends and mortal enemies, but we will always be sisters. I guess that's like our chosen sisters, no matter what, we still love each other.

Golightly said...

That movie is awesome - I was in tears and I don't have a sister. Sweet post ;)