I promised my little sister that I would use one of her engagement pictures for Scrapbook Saturday. My “little sister;” I suppose that this new stage of her life requires a retirement of that title. She’s not little anymore — she’s a young woman, a soon to be “blushing bride.”
Wow — I’m about to cry thinking about this. Hannah has always been a little girl in my eyes — which from time to time has definitely irritated her! But, I can’t help it. I was nine years old when she was born, and from the moment mom brought her home, Hannah was MY baby. I dressed her, played with her, rocked her, sang special songs just for her . . . played house and pretended that she was mine.
I was her “Other Mommy” — in fact, when she was about the age of my Little Lady, she called both me and my mom “Mommy.”
As we’ve both gotten older, our relationship has been slow to catch up with the changing times. Hannah started high school and then started college, but I still thought of her as that little girl toddling after the rest of us, trying to keep up. But, that’s not who she is. She’s not following behind — she’s forging her own life as a strong, independent, energetic woman.
With tears welling, I proudly acknowledge that Hannah is no longer “just” my little sister. She’s my peer and friend. An adult woman right along side me.