My sister is simply the best. We celebrated her 50th birthday last year and I realize that she has become the mortar of our family. My sister is loving, caring, loyal and fierce. In my life she has always had my back – even when I didn’t deserve it. My sister sticks. There is a certain level of trust that she has with all of the people in her life. This comes across with her family as well as her friends. Increasingly I have gone to my sister for advice and for guidance. With my Dads health failing it has been my sister that has helped when I have need. While my family may be small, we are tight. I Thank God for my sister.
I love my Dad – but he is far from easy. Everything I learned about the world began with my Dad. “The world isn’t fair – stand up for yourself – don’t make excuses – could you have done better?” I can’t tell you how many times I just didn’t want to listen. I didn’t want to hear my Dad’s truth. It seemed so harsh and unforgiving. I was blessed with two loving parents, and each played their role. My dad played his well.
Now that my Dad is older he is more of a teddy bear. He loves his grand kids and enjoys spoiling them. I often ask my self who is this man? This is certainly not the man I grew up with! Today his health is failing. It’s hard to see my Dad this way but I Thank God for all of the lessons that he taught me.