The illustration hangs quietly in the guest room, with the sunlightt lightly brushing on the glass protecting it. I see it almost every day. Every time I have to go into the guest closet to reach for the toolbox for one of my projects, or to vacuum and mop the tile floors, often pausing for a few seconds to look at her beauty and remember.
I remember when we used to run around together playing make believe games and throw soft sock balls to one another in unoccupied lots beside our newly-built house comprised of gray brick and white painted panels in the summers. We traveled the country together, and even overseas (with our parents’ guidance, of course). You didn’t think we did it alone, did you? Much more prone to easily smile than I, she would dive into new experiences and rush to meet new people while I took a more skeptical approach. She is one of the few people who made me so disgruntled as a child at one moment, but the next instance, we were rolling on the floor out of laughter together. I think of the time she told me she remembers parts of movies according to the music. My visual artist mind can’t wrap the idea tightly enough to understand how, but her musical mind takes the concept in stride.
Now, she carries herself with confidence and beauty. It almost seems as if she glides. That's quite an oddity to describe her motion, but somehow I can’t think of any other way. We are quite opposite, but so much the same. She’s all about efficiency. I delve too much into thought and thoroughness. Yet somehow, doesn’t that make for a good combination? Somebody there to strike on an idea, and another to smooth out the bumps along the way? That’s just how we are, she and I.
Today is her birthday. She is a January baby, unlike my warm September origin. Strangely enough, the weather today is uncharacteristically warm, and the leaves are only beginning to turn shades of red and float off of their limbs. As I stare out the window into the sunshine and rustling trees, I rewind back to the memories shared with my sister of play, travel, happiness, hilarity, wonder, and beauty. I’ll see her soon enough. Yesterday when she called, she said she would be here in the middle of February. I got excited, as I always do when she tells me that. Until then, I’ll remember her and be grateful.
Thought I'd add a little photo of us on one of our adventures. This is us (she's on the left, and I'm on the right, with our mama). Kinda looks like she's snapping while dancing, doesn't it? I'm skeptical, as I usually was.
Have a great day, guys!