Sisters

My job is to be a sister. To say the least, I have one of the most fabulous jobs in the world. It demeans it to refer to it as work. It's not a job, it's just life. 

First, there's Katie. Twelve (if you read this, she'll want you to know that 13 is JUST around the corner) going on thirty. With that gorgeous smile and dimples, she makes the big sister come out in me as I find myself wanting to hide her away from those little horrors known as junior high boys. You can't imagine the sigh of relief that came out of me when she announced one day "I think I just want to be single for awhile." Of course right after the sigh of relief, I thought to myself "Wait a second. That's the kind of stuff my mid-twenties friends and I say! What in the world?!" There is a depth to this girl that I love. There is a budding writer there, and I look forward to the day where I can say in my little old lady voice, "I picked her up from school..." Empathy and compassion make that smile even more beautiful. She feels deeply (a quality every good writer must have) and she is the rock that her friends depend on. I can't count the number of times I have proudly watched her negotiate those tricky teenage friendships with integrity and wisdom. Now just indulge me in this little whim, but I have to say it. The girl just has some amazing hair. Now I'm not a girly-girl, but I can't help feeling like I'm in a shampoo commerical everytime I'm around her! Please people, don't be distracted by the fabulous hair, there is real girl there. 

               Then there's Bizzie.... the name says it all. Elizabeth, that's what we call her when she is sick or depressed. Bizzie is who she is all of the time, a force of nature to be reckoned with. Our powerful little pixie, who somehow, in spite of her diminutive stature, manages to fill up an entire room with her presence. Like her older sister, she is wise beyond her years, and yet the most random stuff will just come flying out of her mouth. "Bizzie, what is your greatest athletic achievment thus far? I did 45 butt bounces in a row on the trampoline!" "Bizzie, what would you like to pass on to the next generation? My eyebrow!" She's part rockstar, part artist, part skater, part revolutionary, part emcee, part DJ, and hostess with the mostest. But don't let her rockstar ways fool you, this girl has a heart of gold like the big sister Katie she so idolizes. Her softspot is best seen with little kids, in particular her cousins JD and Rawley. They adore her and she adores them. Bizzie was one of the first kids I really saw her cousin JD (who has autism) really try to engage with. And in true Rockstar fashion, Bizzie can rock any hat she wears including the hard to wear fedora. 

               My life is now complete in the sense that I have little sisters to brag on and nag on. Love you, my Rockstar Chicas!