Sugar and spice and all things nice.
Perhaps. To an outsider.
...Siblings are more realistic. To them a
sister is naggings and needlings, whispers
and whisperings. Bribery. Thumpings.
Kisses and cuddlings. Lendings. Surprises.
Defendings and comfortings.
Her presence makes the room warm and alive for me.
I want to be where she is. It is not a very conscious
feeling - just a vague discontent with the
places where she is not. There is more life where she is.
I get up and follow her when she moves from one
room to another as one might unconsciously follow a
moving patch of sunlight in a room.
-ANNE MORROW LINDBERGH, ON HER SISTER ELIZABETH
We have quarrelled, I know -
when someone kept knocking down the tower of bricks.
When someone went on singing while
the other tried to sleep.
When someone picked out all the chocolate biscuits.
We squabbled, I know -
over whose turn it was to scrape the cake mix bowl,
and who had taken the other's bike.
But it gave life an extra interest, didn't it?
And when there was an excitement, and adventure,
a surprise - we shared it.
And when there was a sadness, we shared that too.
Life alone would have been tidier and less fraught -
but without astonishments,
without plots and plans,
without sympathetic hugs.
Life without a sister would have been
far more lonely - and far, far more dull.
You borrowed my stockings - and
I borrowed your shoes - and
snapped the heel.
From earliest childhood we staged a
war over possessions.
"Mine. That's mine! Mom! She's
got my dress on!"
Dolls and gym shirts.
Lipstick. Knickers. Books. Cassettes.
Even boy friends.
And yet ---
Now that I have everything neat
and nice on shelves and hangers,
I sometimes long for you to come
around and rifle through my things
"Oh look at this!
Can I just borrow it till Sunday?"
Your room still smells like your perfume.
My heart is full of love and sadness. Thank you, thank you for coming to my world and sharing my days. It already feels so empty without you. This pain I'm feeling now was so worth every minute I got to spend with you. I will be fine, you will be fine. We will not always live so far apart from each other. We will find ways to live our separate lives again, and find happiness and contentment while we aren't in each other's presence. But today I miss you. I miss you so much. -K.