The other day, I read one of my little sister’s guest blog posts on one of her friends’ blog. It wasn’t the first time I read one of her posts, nor was it the first time I thought: “We may have made different choices, pursue different dreams and have different personalities, but when you look under the hood, we’re just the same.” There’s a similitude in our writing voices, but what I can see and no one else can, is that if I was put in the same situations as her, I would work through them in a very similar way. I recognize myself in her thought patterns and outlook on the world.
But what I can recognize with even more ease is the awesome woman she has grown into.
I remember the days when she was just a cute little bundle of new life. We slept in adjacent rooms, so on the weekends, I woke up when she started crying, changed her, fed her and sat in front of the cartoons with her. I said it was so my parents could sleep, but when you look at how long we did that, I think it was our “sister special time”. Years later, she didn’t need changing anymore and we still watched cartoons together on the weekend, eating the tuna salad I taught her how to make (and we’re still making that one for ourselves every now and then). I like to think that when I lent her my favorite manga, I sparked something.
Nowadays, she’s studying for a year in Japan and has a boyfriend over there, too! We’re physically far apart and yet, I read her blog post and I think we’re just as close as when we slept in adjacent bedrooms. One night, while I was still in Germany, we had a Skype call with my mom and us three girls ended up chatting, debating, discussing for three hours straight. Now I’m back in Quebec, sleeping in her room since my bedroom was re-purposed and when I wrote to her to ask if I could borrow her slippers because the floor is cold, her answer was: “Yeah, sure. They may be stinky.”
We don’t share clothes (she’s much taller and thinner than me), but we have the same shoe size. Go figure! Actually, when she found a cool t-shirt that made her think of me, she bought one for herself and I bought one too. So we do share wardrobe on some level. 😉
But I digress.
What matters is that it’s her birthday, and because we’re on either side of the globe, I knew I’d be wishing her well through the magic of the Internet. Then I thought that the Internet was full of complaints and trolls and quite a bit of harassment these days, so why wouldn’t I dedicate a complete post to something as positive as celebrating a 21 year-long relationship with an awesome human being? Why wouldn’t I fill 15 minutes of your life with a positive, heartwarming tale of sisterly love?
So Jasmine, I wish you the happiest of birthdays! I can’t take you out for a drink or hand you a gift, but, as you can see, I spent quite a bit of time thinking about you (a little more than this and it might get creepy). I wish you a wonderful celebration with your friends. Here’s a bundle of virtual love, hugs and kisses. Keep on being yourself, *starts singing* ‘cause you’re amazing, just the way you are. *stops singing*
Je t’aime, ma puce, et bonne fête encore!
Your slightly embarrassing big sister