One Part Inspiration...

Today is my oldest sister's birthday. Although I have celebrated it with her privately, I thought I'd write a little something here too. My sister kindly indulged me as I grew up. She never made it seem she wished that I was older. I don't remember her getting mad at me, although I'm sure she did - a sibling who is that much younger than you can't be easy to have around at times. One of my favorite memories was when she allowed me to pretend that I was the president of a Fortune 500 company. I would create and send her catalogues with my latest creations - in which I promised the moon. She would order from them and I would send badly done renditions of calligraphed cards. She was most kind, and mailed encouraging notes about how wonderful it all was, and how she would recommend my work to her closest friends. Sadly, it perpetuated the belief in my heart, that these cards were actually worth something, so I would pump out another catalogue and the cycle continued....

This week, my sister celebrated her birthday. Although belated, this is her birthday card. The rest of you get to peek in on the contents of it. My sister is very creative. When we were young, she made up elaborate plays for us to be in. The only one I didn't really like was the one where she wanted me to be the elephant and she would be the circus trainer. I was a little insulted. My sister is willing to compromise with me. [Except for that little elephant incident, which ended in her hitting me on the head with the baton because I wouldn't cooperate] Learning to compromise is such an important life skill when you are in close quarters. Because my sister and I know how to compromise, we have a ton of fun. My sister and I played Barbies for hours on end. Even though we only had 'pseudo' Barbies (we couldn't afford the real ones) and our Ken doll was a mango seed with magic marker eyes, we still managed to entertain ourselves for hours on end. One of our famous phras...