Today was 41 years since my sister (click that for her blog) was born. Every year my momma used to call us on our birthday and say “this time ____ years ago, I was in labor/giving birth/holding you for the first time/screaming in pain/drugged up”…insert whatever sentiment she was feeling that year.
Every year we used to laugh and guess what she was going to say to us, and every year we enjoyed and waited for that call. My sister hasn’t had that call in 4 birthdays. Next month is my birthday and it will be 5 birthdays without that call. Mom passed between our birthdays and on my daughters birthday Jan 24.
I didn’t plan to do a post tonight, or plan to bring up mom, but my sister deserves something for how amazing she is, and she deserves to be celebrated. I can’t possibly cover how much I love her or how much she does for me and has done over the years. To me she has been a big sister, protector, mother and my best friend since I was born. Urs, I love you dearly, and am proud to be your little sister.
This time 41 years ago, you were in mom’s arms. How lucky were you?