My dear sister had her birthday just a week ago, therefor I've decided to dedicate this post for her. My sister is 12 years older then me, a fact which made a strong impact in my life. When I was just a toddler my sister had already her life together with cool friends with long hair who played cool music on a gramophone. I was extremely astonished whenever they have let me hang out with them, smelling the atmosphere of teenagers of the 70's with their revolutionary spirit. As I grew older my sister had moved to another city to study. She had a motorcycle. She was my hero. Some years later when I grew up, me too, moved to the same city for my studies and bought my first motorcycle as well. At that point she moved out of the country with her husband and her new born baby girl, whom I loved dearly. That was a killer.
Today we still live apart. I live in Holland for the last 10 years, and my sister, who had returned to Israel meanwhile, had made her life there. I don't know how much she knows how important she is in my life, and how grateful I was when she decided and came over with her two daughters to celebrate my 4o's here at the end of last year. Whenever we are together we have this laughter attacks that is only reserved to us when we are together or when we were together with our mom.
Because she was much older she often took a roll of a parent in my life. I was always proud of her when she came with me to school: "my cool young mom," I secretly called her. It was always much easier to take things from her. The way she said it - she could always find a way that made sense to me and touched my heart. Today when I see her with her daughters, I'm often envious how much they trust her and share themselves with her. I didn't have that way of going with my mom, at list not when I was a teenager. My sister is a great mom, and a great woman. She is super smart and she has this rational mind that is so healthy. When she takes things on there is nobody who can resisit her. In the last couple of years she took on to put out in the world the art of our late father and the responds are amazing. I love you my sister Anat. I'm so proud that you are my sis. and I'm proud of you. Happy birthday. A bit late. But still - I wish to wish you the best year to come with a lot of a heart opening, joy and laughter. Your sister, Sharon.
My Nieces: Yam(right) and Gal with a Dutch friend in Den Haag.
wow sister that is so sweet and beautiful...im happy i met her and the girls at the time of ur birthday that makes me feel closer to u too..im touched...by u as always \
ana bahebek ya sharon ;)
Posted by: Samarpita | 05/31/2010 at 09:17 AM