My sister is my hero, and role model. She is the person I know for a fact that I couldn't live without. She has a way of making me laugh when I'm crying, which is really hard to do (I'm a pathetic looking crier.) She calls me, or arrives at the house if I even sound sad. She comforts me, and loves me unconditionally. Sometimes we don't show our love, but we have our own jokes, and humor that nobody understands.
Senior night, during Football Season.
2013.
While the pictures we take are cute,
there's not a single time we can take them seriously.
At the wedding, for our parents.
Matching. Holla.
Stephanie is so beautiful, I can't say it enough. We have been so close all through our years.
Growing up, Stephanie always was the princess, and blamed everything on who? You guessed it. Me. We have a Playhouse that is behind our house a little, and it's in the woods so we could make forts and such. Stephanie and I always loved playing house. She had to be the mom, and I was always the kid doing the housework (chores), and had to lug heavy trees from the woods. Although I never really knew why. If Stephanie pushed me down, and I cried, it's because I tripped. If we were late to her soccer practice, it was because I took too long eating dinner. Everything was my fault, but I understood. I was the punching bag.
Stephanie and I always loved watching cartoons, every Saturday morning. You know: Catdog, Hey Arnold, the Rugrats, and so much more. I loved Hey Arnold, and one of the characters mother, Merriam, was my favorite.
One evening we went to "Shop 'N Save" with mother. She was in the shampoo isle, and I was behind Stephanie with these long, bright blonde braids in my hair. I dressed myself, so it looked like we were just weird, homless kids. Anyways. Mom and Stephanie rounded a corner, and the next thing I knew, I was standing in the store, all by myself. Someone was going to take me, and I would never see my family ever again. I started calling out after my mother.
Big deal, right? Well, I forgot about that day until recent. My mother decided to take a trip down memory lane. She told me that I wasn't calling out, "MOM!" I was yelling Merriam.
"Merriam. Merriam. There you are, Merriam. I've been looking everywhere for you. How could you leave me, Merriam? You're my mom! I was so scared, Merriam. So scared!"
"Tiffanie Lin. My name is NOT Merriam. Stop saying that."
"No, Merriam, I will not. You left me to be taken, and that's mean. So mean, Merriam. Take me home!"
Turns out, that I was walking next to Stephanie, and I was telling her I was hungry. She didn't want to listen to me anymore, and left. She followed mom, while I was trying to tie my shoe all by myself. Some sister. Also, when I was calling out Merriam, Stephanie put her hand to her face, and shook her head. Mom asked where I was, and Steph replied, "don't know, don't care."
It's funny how things change. She would do anything in this world for me now, and while I thought we would never, ever, get along. She has been my absolute best friend, this entire life I have yet to live. <3
Here we are almost, 15 years later. Me, Stephanie, and Merriam.
That's where I'll stop for now.
Will I continue later?
Totally.
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