Dear Sister,
I miss you. I
wish that I lived just down the street from you and we could meet for weekend
strolls through Central Park with the girls, and for dinner at the corner Indian place for some malai kofta. Or
that you lived down the street from me, and the girls and I could strap on some
helmets and ride bikes on over. Or
at least hop in the car for a quick trip from our suburbia to yours. You and Yours could come over on a
Friday after a long work week and enjoy some grilling and beers. Even though neither of us eat meat or
drink beer.
I know that I am lucky. That even with the distance, I do not have to worry about my
girls feeling uncomfortable with you.
That they must sense our closeness because they so easily climb into
your lap and attach themselves to you no matter how long it has been since your
last visit.
And you live somewhere that is different and exotic for us
Midwesterners, so when our girls visit for the first time everything will be
new and exciting. And I love that,
even though I’d much rather you live a closer and duller life near me.
But, I see my nieces and nephews with their mother’s sister and I
am sad for me. For us. For my girls. I want them to grow up around you. To know you like I do.
To get to experience the fun special auntie time on a regular basis. I wish you could take Hope out to a
movie. Or Paige to the park. I wish the four of us could have
special sister dates.
(Not to mention I wish that you and I could have more frequent sister dates.)
I miss you. Did I mention that already? And I know the girls do too. Or at least Hope does, because she told me. But I'm sure Paige does too.
So do you think you could work on finding a job near us? That'd be great. In the mean time I will continue to fill you in on our life details, whine about how far away you are, and save my pennies for trips out to visit.
I'm gonna need a lot of pennies.
Love,
Your Favorite Sister
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what a sweet letter to you sister. We grew up far away from our cousins so I understand wanting to have them near each other...sharing life and growing up together.
ReplyDeleteThank you. It's hard being so far away.
DeleteSuper sweet letter to your sister. I grew up surrounded by my cousins so it pains me that now my kids are growing up across the country from theirs.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely hard. Especially now that their are kids involved, right?
DeleteHi, just wanted to say that this is lovely and I do understand you. My sister lives far away from me too and I miss her very much, especially since having a child for the exact reasons you mention.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you can relate, because it is really hard being so far from a sister, isn't it?
DeleteSo beautiful. I know exactly how you feel, too. My sister and my best friend live far away and I often wish they could just pop over whenever they want.
ReplyDeleteThanks. Yes, it's the random visits I miss, even though we are still emotionally close to each other. The physical distance is so very hard.
DeleteI'm far from my siblings and it's so hard. I miss them and their kids so much.
ReplyDeleteIt totally stinks, doesn't it?
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