Having a Big Sis

~Jennifer~

I’m hoping all of you fellow little sisters out there will agree with me when I say- being a little sister is hard! You don’t have the privilege of getting nine months to prepare for a big sister; you’re just popped out, expecting to know how to share. You never get to know what it’s like to be the only apple of your parents’ eye. As you get older you have to accept the fact that by the time you accomplish some great feat, its old news, it’s already been done, time to move on. You’re bullied into breaking all your crayons (which will most likely be mentioned several times in this blog…I’m still pretty upset by it), believing that you’re adopted, or even being pulled off the toilet (more about this later…).

Elizabeth (the big sis in question) is this amazing, beautiful, smart and very successful woman. She has, on top of everything else, recently gotten married…Wahoo! I couldn’t be any happier with her choice in a hubby; he’s quite the brother-in-law. However, now that she’s married, there is this unimaginable pressure on me to tie the knot! Every decision made for her wedding was followed by “And when Jennifer gets married…” or, “And we can do this for Jennifer’s wedding…” I found that while we were planning the wedding for my older sister, we were also planning mine. Every time we decided on the florist for my wedding, or the colors I would have, I was hit with the realization that…I don’t even have a boyfriend (sigh).

Okay, okay, maybe I’m being a little dramatic. Having an older sister is pretty amazing; or maybe I just got lucky. Growing up you always have someone to play with, and a complete second wardrobe to choose from. Elizabeth was always my savior. When that boy would push me down at recess, she was right there to push him back.

When you’re young, you know that you will always have a sister who you are obligated to love. What you don’t expect is to make a best friend that you actually like. Elizabeth and I have this indescribable relationship that I can say, full heartedly, most people don’t get to experience. We love each other despite the fact that she made me break all my crayons, or that I’m 24 years old, unemployed and single (sigh). We even have the tendency to say the same exact thing at the same exact time. I don’t mean things like “hi” or, “see ya later.” I mean weird words like “schlong” that no one in their right mind would ever think to say. Or creepy things like “make sure you check your back seat” instead of just “bye.” We really get each other. It’s kind of like twin ESP, minus the twin part…

There are so many touching, but mostly weird and unpredictable, moments in our lives. Now you can remember them with us!