5.) Share a story about a sibling.
I have a sibling--a younger brother (Unka Joe) and he's great. He's funny and smart
I never really had a lot of "girl" friends in high school. The back-stabbing and catty bullshit always confused me. And because I didn't realize that
That's where blogging comes into play. My mind was opened to this whole other place where women are kind, caring and supportive of each other (even if we have completely different views). It was there that a real friendship began. Ginger is the author of (Not) Just Another Mom of Twins and we have TONS in common. Our birthday is only one day off, we were married the same year and we both have twins to name a few. But the similarities seem to go much deeper than that, but if I were to list them off they wouldn't be as remarkable. Suffice it say that we share a brain!
We talked for the first time over the weekend. And we laughed. We laughed until we cried. I told her things that you only share with a sister. And it was easy. There was no need to hold her at arms length even though she is little more than a stranger. I felt like I could be myself with her. I wasn't trying to impress her with my social connections, my number of friends or my volunteer work. I didn't need to explain the things I said or my views because I knew instantly that she wasn't judging me. She has my back. I don't even remember most of the conversation but what I do remember is that I found a person that respects and likes me for the person I am; a good wife, mother, daughter and friend.
I found the sister I've always been looking for. And although it saddens me that
So Ginger,
I'm never going to have a flesh and blood sister. And even if my brother marries, there's no guarantee that she' not going to be a psychotic bitch. (In fact, chances are really good that she will be. I've seen some of the girls he's dated....) And even though you live in Canada
And now the fine print: If you consent to be my "sister" you are agreeing to the following terms: I'm sure this goes without saying, but you are aware that I will blog about you occasionally but that I'll always name you so that there won't be any confusion as to whom I'm referring. And I want you to know that if you EVER have any questions about what I'm blogging about you can always call, tweet, Facebook, or email me and I will be happy to clarify.
Welcome to the family, Ging! I'm sorry we're so crazy. You'll get used to it....
Peace out!
And as always (on Thursdays) this post was inspired by Mama Kat's Pretty Much World Famous Writing Workshop.