I Love my Sisters

I am priveledged to be smack in the middle of two sisters that belong to me.
I get the benifits of tapping into the knowledga and life experiences from my older sister when it comes to most everything...the rest I get from Jaden.
Also, I get to be the older siste my little sis. Best of both worlds!
It deffinatley has its moments where "they just want whats best for you" or when "they know whats best for you" or when "they have been there before and its not whats best for you" but all in all they just want whats best for me.
Anyhow, My sisters are my only true friends. I think its because they have no choice really. Family is forever right?
Well lately my little sis and I have drifted apart, mostly due to my Christian walk with the Lord or her lack there of. I struggle sometimes with her because I jsut want whats best for her. Both my sisters know I am not the best with my words and I fail on many occasion to be sweet and sublte about my opinions. So ofcourse with my younger sis, we fight most the time or "debate" anytime we meet.

"Standing in the right corner is a lean mean Liberal machine with passive comments and snyde remarks for all things Biblical and in the left corner we have a new creature just trying to figure out to manage relationships but fails at almost every turn because she is brutally honest and over opinionated about other peoples lives!"
Gloves come off and its go time. We have always been that way.Disagreeing is our way of communication.I remember being 14 years old and sharing a room with my kid sis.(we always shared a room no matter how old we were. talk about a life sentance)
Anyhow, I like punk music and she ofcourse had to like boy bands and all things R&B. Our room was split down the middle with posters of our favorite artisit and personal effects. I hated her side and she hated mine.We wouldnt have wanted it any other way though.
We are still the same.I am alwyas right even when I am wrong and I always know more than her but never check the facts. She is always mental and cannot understand simple things like how ice cream is made and what makes a Turkey not another form of Chicken.No matter how much we change the dynamic stays the same.
Life sentance.

My older sister though has a different dynamic with me. We bothe share the same views on most things therfore we can have regular discussio about most things.
Growing up she used to be a whacko. She ruled the roost and we all knew it. I remember being in the elemtary school and wanting so badly to borrow any of her clothes. She ofcourse would never let me because I was just a kid and was bound to ruin her stuff.
One day,when she was on the front porch "chillin with her homies" i wnet into her closet and stole a top. Not just any top and weird multi colored half top. The top did not fit me...I did not blossom until mucha later in my years(thank you Jaden)but I just had to wear this top. I safety pinned the back and wore it under one of Sylvester the cat t-sshirts with matching shirt clip the next day. My older sis was none the wiser to my theivery.
I wore the shirt all day under my other shirt. When all the kids were walking home from school my big moment came.
Full top mode now, safteypin blazing. Friends all thought I was super cool.
Anyhow, she never knew becase I was "Super sneaky!"

That dynamic still hasnt changed. I dont steal clothes from her but I do admire them and hope that someday I will get a hand me down or too. And I still want to be like her when I grow up. And someday maybe God willing I will master the art of make-up like her.Most of all though, I look up to her in her walk with the Lord. She has come such a long way down such a twisted road and she never stumbles. Thats admirable. I jsut went and stopped my big siters house. She was just hanging ouy with Lil. I like that shes there.I like that I am here too.

Anyhow, I love my sisters. I think about them both alot. I am glad to have them both in my life.