Letter to my little sister: "Thank you for being born and always being by my side"

I only have one sister. And besides, smaller than me. Two circumstances that have been able to influence me to love you so much (or not). And that was not always the case: I recognize that I felt jealous of you when we were two brat, and maybe the idea of "Why did she have to be born with how well she was alone with all the pampering for me?"

And now that we are older and we have our own families, I can't stop to thank our parents that you would have been born, because my life without you, my little sister, would not have been or similar.

So today, 'World Brother's Day' I decided to do an exercise in memory of when we were girls and pay my little tribute.

In addition, I believe that other sisters and mothers may feel identified with our history or see their children reflected in it. Because our relationship is repeated again with our children: It is so gratifying to see how much they love each other! And that, like us, does not resemble anything either.

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Dear Beatriz: "You were a much desired sister"

Honestly, I can hardly remember what my life was like before you were born, those six years I spent being the only daughter and the only granddaughter. And, really, I don't care.

You are the most extraordinary gift our parents could give me. You are that other me, completely different from me and that somehow explains that I am who I am.

I have the family that I have built, and you have yours, but We are still sisters, although we live 500 kilometers away And let's not talk every day. We are there for the important and, we know, without a doubt.

Although it was not always like that. I remember how happy I was when Dad and Mom told me that I was going to have a little brother. Yes, we did not know that you were going to be a girl until almost the end, because the shape of the belly pointed to a boy and as I was already in the world, because the couple would be perfect.

But I was even happier when after the last ultrasound (and I guess the only one, because they weren't frequent before) They confirmed that I was going to be a girl: Great, a friend to play with!

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And then we start shuffling names. I loved you so much, even before I met you, that I bet because they put you Bethlehem, the name of the most beautiful girl in my class and the one I most admired. I did not succeed, but at least I got it to be a short name and to start with B and that you have thanked me many times.

The day you were born, Dad went to pick me up at school at noon and we walked to the hospital. Upon entering the room, Mom was holding you and she seemed very tired. He asked me to come closer, I looked at you for the first time and at that moment I understood that my life had changed forever: Mom hugged you, not me, and I was going to have to share it with you always.

But things got even worse when they took you home: you slept in the same room as our parents while I slept alone in another. And, as if that were not enough, my friends came to see you, not to play with me.

Still, I got used to having a kind of meat and bone doll at home, who if you did 'monerías' laughed and made noises. I guess I got used to you, because although I do not remember, the photos show me an older sister helping a baby to walk, covering her with a blanket because she had fallen asleep, playing with him, rocking her crib ... And that baby It's you, so I guess I've always loved you (and a lot).

Always close, even if we are far away

Of course you went to the same school as me and hated that the teachers addressed you as my sister (the fate of the little ones) but you also liked that my friends (it was a girls-only school) played with you at recess or pride to go hand in hand with your older sister (something you confessed later).

What I had never told you is that I also felt special for holding my little sister by the hand, for me the most beautiful, the most intelligent, the most affectionate ... And that made me angry every time you took my wrists and you painted them or broke their clothes when trying to put them on or take them off. Then I discovered that you simply wanted to play with me, be like me, but then ... I would have disheveled you, as Mom said!

Nor was I very excited to be dressed to match, with the same dresses 'handmade by mom' because I was older and wanted to go with the same clothes as my classmates.

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I also remember with affection how we played at night in our room, chasing each other through our beds (placed next to each other) when we turned off the light. Further, I have not forgotten what I suffered when you had your angina surgery or when you had measles and you cried because your hives were very itchy and I could not help you.

And the years went by. I met your friends and you my first boyfriend and you kept your back to me in front of our parents, so they wouldn't know that I had stayed with him to go to the neighborhood parties. I tried to help you with your homework, although you were always much smarter than me and you did them alone most of the time.

And before we knew it I was leaving you in Asturias to go to study the race to Madrid. Despite how happy I felt in my new life, I needed to talk to my sister and I went home almost every weekend.

I think it was there, when I was 17, when my new relationship with you began, when I was aware that you were my little sister and that I always wanted to take care of you and that you wanted me to protect you.

Even in the distance I continued helping you with the newsrooms (your only weak point), even by phone, I swallowed concerts for teenagers in Madrid, I helped you to place your first tampon, to convince dad and mom to let you go to study French in summer…

And then, to choose faculty, to make the moves, I hugged you when you suffered sorrows of love and listened to you when you didn't know whether or not to choose a job.

I jumped for joy when I knew you were going to make me an aunt (both the first and the second time) and my nieces are almost like my daughters and they know it. We love each other a lot!

My trusted person

I know that I have been and I am still important to you. You have told me on more than one occasion and because in difficult and joyful times you have always counted on me. Cast in spite of being like the face and the cross of the same coin or perhaps, precisely because of that.

But You have also known (and know) to play your sister role perfectly. Not only have you been my best playmate (although you have destroyed my toys, which I have always kept impeccable), you were also my perfect carbine in my teens, my support during the divorce of our parents (you have always been stronger), You have taken care of my children as if they were yours and you have filled them with love and you keep doing it.

Thank you for striving to spend family vacations and summer vacations, and Thank you also for being my support and my traveling companion, when my husband and the father of my children died, for trusting me when you really need it, for letting me enjoy my nieces all summer while you worked. In fact, I said goodbye to you only three days ago and I already miss you.

An example for my children

How many times have we talked about how much our children love each other? They are more than cousins, perhaps because they are being raised together and it is already known that "the friction makes the love".

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Or maybe also because they are good people, because they are growing up with the example of mothers who love and support each other and do everything possible so that cousins ​​also grow as brothers.

I know that my daughter was jealous of her brother when she was born and stopped being an only child (what a child would not go through them!). They have quarreled, accused, squealed and I still hear from time to time two of the phrases that squeak the most: "Mom, I can't stand it", "Mom, look what your daughter (your son) is doing to me".

But I also fall apart when I see them hugging and eating with kisses, telling themselves about their things, tickling fiddling, talking about their favorite books, scolding each other with love to study more, showing off older sister to their friends, remembering their father with love ... And I know that when they grow up they will always have each other, just as we have each other, even if they are so different in the way of being. But there is nothing and nobody perfect, although everything is easier with a brother next door.

Can you imagine your life without me? I I am unable to think a minute in a story that does not have you as the protagonist. Thanks Beatriz for being born to complete my life. Happy World Brother's Day!

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