This little shout out really should have gone out yesterday, since that is my sister's actual date of birth. But I wasn't quite as on top of it yesterday as Jeremy, who threw my sis a surprise birthday bash. He gets the trophy this time.
But Dear Sister, I do have a few things I would like to say to you on this truly momentous occasion. And while I don't have 30 of them, I would like to list a few of the things I love about you here.
- You always listen to and truly appreciate my stories. I'm sure this is no small feat.
- You are a great worship leader. I love worshiping with you, and watching you interact with Jesus.
- You are wise. So many people (and obviously I'm including myself) have benefited from your practical and spiritual advice.
- You once said to me, "I'm always on your side. He has to EARN his way into the family." I'm glad that you weren't going to give just any boy that special place in our family. And I'm also glad that when he proved himself worthy, you gladly gave him the title "brother." And of course, I'm really glad to know that your always on my side -- ha!
- How many times did you help me with my homework? How many times did you listen to me lament that I wasn't courting Jason yet? How many times did you make me pray for Abigail after we'd fought? (Ok, so I didn't really appreciate that last one at the time. . .)
Thanks for always having my back.
- You make me laugh. Hard.
- You have great kids. Thanks for raising great kids.
- That time you chased Tyler down the street after he called me a nerd, that time you were going to "take" Jeff "outside" for . . . I don't even remember -- thanks for protecting me. Even though I didn't know what a nerd was.
- Once we stayed up way past midnight . . . yeah. Good times.
-You have been a great example to follow. Thanks for being a big sister I could look up to. And thanks for not beating me up during that period in my life when I followed you all around the church building even after you told me to stop.
I love you so much, Sister, and I'm so glad God gave you to me. Happy Birthday!
This is funny! I don't even remember who Tyler is, and you didn't know what a "nerd" was? Awesome. I also don't remember making you pray for Abigail after you fought, but I just made our life group girls do that Wednesday after some... issues. :) I must think it works.
ReplyDeleteYou make me sound a lot cooler than I am, which is why I'll always be on your side. Does blessed blindness apply to sisters, too? I love you, and thanks for spending time on this for me. You're the best.
Tyler was the blond boy with the glasses that lived on Pearl Street with us. He lived across the street and a few doors down. We didn't see him much, except waiting for the bus. One day when we got off, he called me a nerd. But I was only in kindergarten or first grade, so when I said, "What's a nerd?", he said, "See?" And you ran down the street, swinging your backpack at him.
ReplyDeleteIt was great. :)
I love you, too!
I think maybe you mean Travis?
ReplyDeleteAh -- Travis! Very good.
ReplyDeleteWell, now, that's just too funny. Thanks for chasing after him so that he couldn't wound me for life, and I could be so free from his insult as to even forget his name. HA!
Hehe! Yeah, I remember him mostly because Wendy later dated him for a year or so in high school. Do you remember the time we started down to the bus stop at the same time he did and we raced? It was rainy, and I slid on the grass as we got to the corner and fell on my rear. It was the first time I ever had the wind knocked out of me. I puked, and Mindy was so disgusted I thought she was going to join in. I couldn't breathe for forEVER, and Erin Emis's mom had to come across the street and check me out, and then mom came out and brought me home. I think dad maybe had to leave work to take me to school later that morning. I was MORTIFIED at the whole experience. But the falling and puking was definitely the worst part. :) Good times, I tell ya!
ReplyDeleteWell, if it's any consolation to you, I have no recollection of that WHATSOEVER. Maybe that was the first year I was homeschooled? I would have held your hair away from your face while you were puking if I had been there, I'm sure. :)
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