This past Sunday was Katie’s 2nd birthday. All day long, my mind would drift back to February 16th, two years ago. Every moment of that day is etched forever in my memory. The most important moment, of course, being precisely 11:18 A.M., when our beautiful Katie entered the world. In that moment, I could never have known the personality that would emerge from that crying infant – equal parts of sweetness and sass.
But there is another moment from that day that is also etched in my memory…
I could hear them coming down the hospital hallway, my mom and Maddie. My mom, rushing to see her newest granddaughter. Maddie, rushing to see her mommy. They burst into our hospital room and after much hugging and congratulating and cooing over the baby, Maddie and I settled ourselves on the hospital bed so she could meet her baby sister.
This is the moment I remember. Maddie and Katie, becoming sisters.
In that moment, a hesitant Maddie and a brand-new Katie merged their lives together.
Someday, when they’re older, they will tell the same childhood stories. They will know each other’s flaws, but choose to overlook them. They will laugh with each other and at each other. They will fight fiercely and make up quickly. They will share memories and clothes and heartaches.
As I’ve stood witness to their relationship for the past two years, I’ve had the gift of watching them begin to figure it out, this business of being a sister. They are learning how to compromise, how to share, and how to love. Boy, do they know how to love.
That’s what happens when you’re a sister.