Today was a wonderful, emotional day. I'm so happy for my sister - I wish my Dad could have been here to see it (and I guess, depending on what you believe, he was.) I think I did a great job of holding it together all day, but the speech is where I started to lose it a little.
My sister...I don't know where to begin...she is my only surviving blood relative on my dad's side of the family and even though we live far apart and there is a bit of an age difference between us, there will always be this unspoken bond between us. It's probably the kind of bond that only siblings understand.
As I mentioned in the last blog post, I was having trouble coming up with a speech for the toast...but I seem to work well under pressure, and got it together. I wish someone caught it on video (and maybe they did...) but I think it worked out perfectly. I said the things I wanted to say, without getting too personal (make no mistake, I am very personal when it comes to my sister, but there are many things that I'm not prepared to divulge in public.)
"I've been struggling to figure out what to say for a while now and it's not because I have a lack of great things to day about my sister - it's quite the opposite, actually and sometimes it's hard to find the perfect words for the people you love the most. My sister is one of the strongest, most giving people I know and it's scary that she knows me better than I know myself. I guess it's the "big sister instinct"
My sister may not remember a phone conversation we had a few years ago - her house was on the market and wasn't selling and while she was frustrated, we knew there had to me some reason why things kept falling through. Looking back now, we know that "M" is the reason.
Now would probably be the time where I would tell "M" to take care of my sister, but I don't need to do that - I've seen the way he and my sister interact with each other and I've never seen my sister happier or more content. So, "M" keep doing whatever it is your doing.
Since I've had a hard time finding the right words, I picked a song that sums up our relationship better than my words could say..."
cue the DJ playing Vanilla Ice and my sister and I dancing and lip syncing for a good 60 seconds. It was pretty classic. I don't know how Vanilla Ice got to be "our song" but it is...and I'm thankful for it
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