I grew up living in a no man's land of sorts. We had a Fort Smith Address but actually lived out of town. I went to Greenwood schools, which were much smaller. I had a close group of friends growing up, a few guys and a few girls. We remained friends throughout elementary school into high school.
One day in high school, one of my guy friends casually mentioned his brother. Brother? I had NO IDEA he had a brother! I had known him for years and he'd never mentioned him before. Ever. I asked him about this mystery brother. Was he in prison? Was he a leper?
Nope. This brother was just older. Like 10 years older. That was it, and I was scared. I have two sisters whom I dearly love. Dearly. They are 10 and 18 years younger than me.
When I had this conversation with my friend, I decided that I would not be a no-name older sister.
So, despite the very exciting fact that Daniel and I are preparing to adopt sweet Eva Claire, I am still a sister and I still do things with these ladies! I really hope to keep a balance in all my roles: wife, mother, daughter, sister, niece, granddaughter, cousin, friend...Balance is good :)
The middle sister (10 years younger) had a talent show this weekend. Of course I went. I was there with bells on. She was gorgeous and amazing! She and her good friend performed a violin duet and I'm going to brag a short clip: