Realizing My Mother Was Right All Along

My sister and I are two years apart. We are close in age, but we were never close with anything else. We had different views, and friends, and hobbies. Nothing was ever going to bring us together. That was until my senior year hit, and graduation was breathing down my neck.

Graduation is a big part in everyone's life, but for me it was a real reality check. I realized that even though I was graduating now, my sister would follow me in two years. She would be walking across the stage, and I would be watching her from the crowd of people.

Growing up, we always picked on each other. We told lies to our parents, we got each other in trouble, and everything else that siblings do.

My mother always said that my sister would be my best friend one day. I never thought that day would come. We didn't have anything in common. We were different people, living in different worlds. Boy was I wrong.

I moved out about a year after my graduation. I was excited to start this new adventure in my life and couldn't think of anything negative. Then, a couple months later it started to hit me. My whole life I either had my sister in the same room, or the room around the corner from mine. She was always there when I needed to laugh, or cry, or yell. Always. Now, I have this apartment, with no sister. This meant, laughing by myself, crying by myself, and yelling to myself.

I didn't like this feeling. I missed having my sister around all the time. We didn't grow apart, I just started to grow up and so was she. She comes to visit and stay the night once in awhile, but it isn't the same anymore.

About a year after moving into the apartment, and my sister was graduating. It felt as if it was happening all too fast for me to even get a grasp around the thought. Next thing I know, she is walking across that stage and collecting her diploma. I wanted to cry for joy and sadness. My baby sister, wasn't a baby anymore. She was growing up and following my foot steps.

I try to talk to her everyday if not every other day. She is the one I call when something goes wrong or right. She is the first person that pops into my head when anything happens. Now, I am engaged to be married and she is my maid of honor. Next thing I know, she will be getting engaged herself. It is crazy to think about anything.

She is growing up, and as much as I don't want her to, I know that I will always have a special place in her heart as she has in mine. I will always call, text, video, anything. She is my best friend, my family, my everything. We have a bond that no one will understand and I am so great-full for that.

I can't wait to make more memories with her, until we are old and wrinkly yelling at our grandchildren together. I love you my Little Leeana!