28.2.11 | Post by Motifs
Ask any woman who has a sister and she'll tell you that neither girlfriends nor husband-much as she adores them-can take the place of her sister. Who else has the same family history from the female perspective? Who else shares the same values and expectations, shaped since babyhood? Who else knows what's racing around in her head almost before she herself does…. No one, but her sister.
I am truly blessed with sisters who are like mother figures in my life. No matter what happens between us….we are close knit as a sorority of three, or as tumultuous as a tropical storm…we maintain a unique way of sharing and caring. They are my greatest source of emotional and practical support, I can always cry on their shoulders and at same time, socialize, party and shop. Of the many relationships I have in life, my affinity with my sisters is beautiful, stretching and bending through periods of closeness and distance, but never breaking. There are few emotional knots, which every other relationship might have….they are my girlfriends, rivals, shopping buddies, confidents, and so on. It’s as if I almost don't know who I am without asking who she is….It is like your sister is you and not you.
We have had to wade through pain, misunderstandings, bitterness and failures, to grow closer, become stronger and forge unbreakable bonds. My sisters love me straight from the heart, no matter how much we argue, we cannot be drawn apart. They are my very existence, which cannot be separated from me....ever since the day I have entered into their lives.
People work at relationships with spouses, partners, and children, but they don’t always think they have to work on their relationships with their siblings, some sisters are fortunate, and they have an easy relationship. But for those who don’t, or when problems come up, they need to remember that every close attachment has conflicts. If they value the relationship, there’s a real incentive to work it out. I think sisters can make up, and they’re happier when they do…. It’s worth the effort.
These funny, joyful, angry, painful and historic memories creates the foundation, solid or shaky on which relationships rests. We are linked by our past, our kinship and our intimate knowing of each other, all of which leads to our parents, for whom the bond between us is most important. Though I have put our relationship through cloudy days, you both have still stood by me through my trials and tests, reaching out to me always. My gratitude for you has no end, what you mean to me, is more than I can express.
Over the years we have developed an affectionate critical support system in our present lives. I feel that my world has become a safer place because I know who to rely upon, in times of crisis. What sets us apart from others, is a very intimate meshing of hearts, souls and the mythical cords of memory. We have shared physical memories…watching each one grow, change, who is slimmer, who could eat without gaining an ounce, who is ageing better….Social memories…boyfriends, battle over clothes, shopping sprees, family outings. Emotional memories….heart felt advice, unquestioned loyalty, late night conversations, contemplating who was Papa’s girl or Mummy’s favourite, who got the most affection and who got rejected.
We three sisters, are in this world because of two wonderful people….Mummy and Papa….to whom we owe our strong family values. I love you both and I know I am loved by you. We are not always together, but are in each others hearts…we have gone through all kinds of troubles…which never seem to leave us, but somehow we have made it. I have been blessed to have such a great family support system, or else I would have given up a long time back. This is a small way of showing you both, what you mean to me….I may have become a loner, but believe me, today I need you more than ever....I feel I am a child, starting my life all over again, and who better can help me grow other than you two.... I can’t think of living my life without you.
To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. ~Clara Ortega
When I wrote this post,I never in my wildest dreams thought that my sister will not be with me....so I can never ever associate her with someone from the past,she is here with me....now and always.
Alpu, this is the biggest gift u have ever given me...I always knew that I had a special place in your heart....but this has really made me sob....I will always be there for you no matter what....I wish you world of happiness.....I love you tons!!!
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In these pictures: Alka, Anila, Alpana
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