There are all these quotes about sisters – and how they’re
your first and only true friend. Don’t
get me wrong – if anyone hurt my sister, I’d be in their face like the
overattentive perfume lady at the department store – but we’re not friends. We never have been. And it’s likely we never will be.
My younger sister and I are only two years apart in
age. We had an average childhood – and
being so close in age, often fought like cats and dogs. Physically, my sister favors my father – with
dark hair, olive skin and green eyes, whereas I favored my mother – although
she wasn’t tall like I was (her brothers are), I have mom’s red hair, pale skin
and blue eyes. Our personalities were
opposite as well - where I favored my father’s dark sense of humor, my sister was
more straight laced. I’ve never been a
morning person, I’m more bookish, introverted and reflective. In school, I was focused more on grades than
my social life. My sister was always the
sunshine in the morning – waking up happy and determined to see everyone else
happy too. She had tons of friends
through school and after. Being an
introvert has made it difficult for me to find and keep friends – I think I’m
often misunderstood, and can be a bit awkward with people at times.
