To me, Courage is the most important of all the integrity because, without courage, you can’t survive a lifetime. The best living example for me is HER who never gave up, on me or on the world that’s been fueling the breakout of her life.
She taught me that it’s okay to walk into a storm and everything will be alright. Because she knew that storms DO NOT always break us apart but make us stronger and powerful once it’s over. And yes she would give birth to me again and I’m her daughter.
I am my mother’s firstborn, and she was 20 when she had me. Sole first years without being able to talk or express myself, as I could only cry. which was pretty cool as I found out that every time, I needed something I just had to scream my little lungs out and then boom here comes to my favorite toy, the green pillow, the awkward flying set of toy buts, the next-door neighbor or my own pair of all-time favorite milk defusers.
Trust me it was my all-time favorite to the extent that my mom had to, 29 months of nothing but breastfeeding. I’m talking about solid breastfeeding, no bottles, no formula, no solid food, and no munchies. Result? The Child is a wild Democrat, surprisingly good at numbers and literature. Whereas the other one is, well still too small to identify the manufacturing defects but I’m working on it.
My younger sister, did not have breast milk for more than 11 months. I’m only happy that she won’t be able to put the blame on me for sucking on it for so long that there’s nothing left for her, is because she came out too late. 16 years LATE! I had to become a mother for a child that I didn’t even give birth to and she already angry that I don’t play hide n seek with her.
She’s turning 10 years soon and every time I remember her, I only remember about the funniest moments of my life because as soon as she realized that I’m the older one, she started to look up to me! Well, she started to look up at me, as her favorite comedian but let’s focus on the positives here and “oh sh*t” was among her first words, I DID NOT teach her that! Yeah.
One day, 23 months old, she decided to fly a tin of formula milk over the bed fence “oh sh*t, sh*t sh*t”, me desperately trying to catch it, before the entire house, the next door, and the neighboring cities decide to evacuate shortly after my mom finds out that I have been focused on my phone and was not paying attention to what she was doing. My mom is not LOUD at all PF-FT!
And from all that difficulty, Immediate response from behind was, “oh thit, thit, thit.”!
I didn’t really understand which part of it was complicated? The fact that we have been trying the decent words with her first and she perfectly got the ugly ones easily or the fact that she been telling that word for a few days after and, every time somebody SAT down as given a military command because they thought she wanted everyone to SIT down.
Most of the time, beautiful things come into our lives out of nowhere. I can’t always understand them, but we have to trust them. I know you want to question everything. So do I. But, she taught me that sometimes it’s okay to have a little faith.
She was the first person to think I was funny. She would stop crying only when I hid behind the couch and popped out yelling “boo”
Even after 10 years and I’m sitting here writing this, To this day, no one can get under my skin as you do. Just as trying to get into alignment to return balance to the universe, even though we do not share the same parents I cannot imagine sharing the same mom with anyone else even in next life and I count my lucky stars every time I see you because I know in life I have you to talk to about anything now.
You’re more important to the people in your life than you realize, you are my tiny dancer; you are my mini-me; you are the greatest gift somebody could ever ask for. And that one day we’ll be the weirdest old ladies on the block, listening to a mix of 16-year-old age gap pop songs and laughing as we realize, we made it! As sisters whom the world was waiting to run over with sarcasm. Yet they failed.
𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗜 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝗺 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆. 𝗜 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗕𝘂𝘁, 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲, 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝟭𝟲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲s 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻’𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. ❤️