So E wrote the following on my FB wall maybe a week ago or something, and it got me thinking, actually.
Sometimes you just want to creep on your sister's blog, but then she hasn't posted anything new in almost a month so you can't. So then you just go to bed...To be honest, this summer, I have felt like I have lost a brother in many ways, I know he'll come back from this experience quite different, he already sounds different in the way he writes (or maybe it's more that we're just not used to him saying that much at a time... heheh). He will still be the same brother I know and love, but the experience will change him.
I feel the absence a LOT at family events.
However, at the same time, having E home for several months had been just fabulous. Going 'letterboxing', staying up late talking with Bubber, videorecording our parents boogie boarding at the beach, laughing our little asses off, etc. etc. It has been a lot of FUN.
And, I can say with all honesty that she has grown into a mature, thoughtful, dependable lady, somebody I really enjoy in my life as a friend, a peer, in addition to a sister. I remember her jumping up and down on the bed scream-singing her personal lyrics to the tune of Mary Poppins (Moosha makka mikka makka, anyone?), I remember her in her awkward curly bangs phase, I remember her coming to visit me at college, thinking everyone slid down the hill on old cardboard boxes in the snow and jumped on random mattresses.
But now I think of her as someone I can confide in, talk to about how to approach different family and friend and relationship situations, someone who is compassionately aware of what is going on around her, someone who cares for others in a deep and practical way. She cares enough to try to make sure that everyone is communicating to one another. She can see what needs to be done in a situation and will take the initiative required to get the group to where it needs to be. In this family, those are all skills which are in high demand.
And she is hilarious and makes gross/amazing sound effects. She knows exactly when to time the delivery of a joke or silly comment to lighten the mood.
Of course all my family members are great, and I could write a million lengthy posts for EACH of them, but I guess this is the summer that E became an adult. Or perhaps, more precisely, the summer I realized she was an adult. So apparently I needed to write a post about it, to commemorate it. Or something.