My sister I are as different as two people can be.
She’s blond, I’m brunette.
She’s tall, I’m vertically challenged.
She’s a whiz at numbers, I have never been good at math.
There are plenty of other differences, but you get the idea. No one ever looks at the two of us and thinks we are related.
But the things we share in common– our sense of humor, hard-as-heck work ethic, how we can laugh so hard we cry while no sound comes out, and the same brown eyes all come from our dad…whom we both miss very much.
Celeste turned 17 the week I was born, and she was off to college before I can even remember.
Which gives me an entirely different perspective on how Vaughn will relate to Daly Kay, Ryli and Bliss. Likely he won’t remember them ever living under this roof during his life time either.
But then I’m sure he will have photos like these (that my sister put up yesterday on facebook) to remind him of how much his big sisters love him.
Top photo is of my father, my sister and I on the day my parents brought me home from the hospital, bottom picture is (I think ) Easter Sunday when I was two.
Melanie Alonzo says
Precious!! It’s nice to have a sibling!!!
Lyette Reback says
Miss you Melanie! xoxox
Lloyd Bethany Estep says
Love it!☺️ That’s how it is in my family too. My youngest sister was the flower girl in my wedding when she was three years old!💗
Lyette Reback says
I was the flower girl in my sister’s wedding too! xoxo