I’ve known her since the day she was born. I don’t remember much about the first few years, but the memories I do have, from the whole of my life so far, include Abby. Being someone’s big sister is a huge responsibility, something that is thrust upon you whether you want it or not. ‘Look after your sister’ are words you heard often, whether you were walking down the road to school, or sitting watching TV while your mum popped out to the shops. I don’t know if i have always looked after Abby very well; i know there were periods when i was emotionally unavailable to her, wrapped up in my own dramas and too busy looking at my own navel to see my sister reaching out a hand to me. But in recent years we have gotten closer than ever, the roles of ‘big sister’ and ‘little sister’ merging into a friendship, one that has the whole of our lives as its foundation – truly a precious gift. I know i worry too much about her, but that is as normal as breathing is to me; i would give everything i have and everything i am to keep her from harm. Sometimes this means i don’t know where I end and Abby begins, but i am working on giving her space from her over-opinionated, over-protective older sister!
Happy birthday, my sweet beautiful sister. I love you xo