Friday, February 10, 2012

Relationship: Sisters

For this essay, I will tell about my relationship with my little sister, Dani. Dani and I are only 16 months apart in age, and I think that is a factor for the kind of relationship we have.  I met her, obviously,  at birth and had lived with her since I left my mother’s house and came to college at KU. I also have an older sister who is two years older than I, and two little brothers who are 9 and 11, but the relationship and connection I have with Dani is a little different than the relationship with my other siblings.
                When I think of my childhood, I remember growing up out on our farm with my two sisters. We would go on adventures in the pastures, play ‘furniture base’ in the living room, and many other games to make up for our boredom. We would get along so well at times then we would absolutely hate each other at others, and would actually get physical towards each other. Growing up on the farm is the time in my life that I relate most to my sisters. Once Dani and I got into high school and matured at about the same time is when we became very close to each other. We feel and think exactly alike about so many things. When I was young and she would copy what I would do, I would get so angry! But now I understand that she either just looked up to me and/or she just have very similar interests that I do.
                I absolutely love my sister. She is my best friend and I miss her every day that I am not around her. Everything about her is relevant to our relationship. The fact that she is my sister, makes us have the strong connection that we have. Dani definitely has to be alive in our relationship, because if she wasn’t, I would be heartbroken. And she has to be real, as well, because I could not share the relationship Dani and I have with anyone else because it is that special. And I believe it is because we are sisters very close in age making us very similar with a connection comparable to what twins would share.

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