I found out yesterday that my big sister has had a blog for a few years now, and I never knew about it. So naturally I went to it as fast as my little fingers could type me there! She doesn't write often, but when she does, OH HELL is it ever strong in opinion, hilarious, intelligently composed and written, and light bulb producing (in the "ah hah!" kind of way, not actually making a light bulb), just like she is. I read through the last 7 posts, and you'd better believe I will read them all in time, and they reminded me of how much I miss her rants at the dinner table, how I miss her passion, her conviction, her fierceness, and really just HER. So I ultimately felt compelled to write about her, and us, as most of my emotions I feel compelled to write about.
My sister and I have always loved each other, we're sisters after all, but we never got along very well growing up. We are polar opposites in many (or most) ways, and because of one of our shared personality traits, speaking our mind, we have butt heads on many occasions. Several years ago, when I moved out to go to University we finally found a common ground, a way to be friends as well as sisters...not living together...this was the key. So since we haven't lived under the same roof our friendship has blossomed, and like some friendships we have had our bumps in the road, but since we are still sisters above all else these bumps are sometimes mountains. Nevertheless we are sisters and friends, and we love each other dearly, strongly, and endlessly.
I would say that we are each others worst enemy, yet also each others best friend, supporter, confidant, and therapist. We have been through a lot together, and have helped each other through personal problems and issues, and we have done so no matter where in the world we are, or I am, I guess I should say. The first time I left Canada for an extended period of time, my sister was going through a very difficult situation emotionally and physically. I felt guilty for leaving but knew I needed to, but I feel as though I was still able to help from where I was. I was travelling around New Zealand, and Australia, and would leave the beach to search for a phone to call home to check up on her. I would get up extra early in the morning to head out ahead of my travelling buddies to squeeze in a phone call before starting the day. Of course if it were my spirits that needed lifting, than she would shift gears and be the healer. Either way it was, we were there for each other even though we were on opposite sides of the world.
Now living in South Korea, we find ourselves once again on opposite sides of the world. Once again have found ourselves in need of each other, whether it be for a laugh, or a cry, and we are always there. Last night I talked to my big sister on skype for a good 2 hours I'd say, and laughed to the point of nearly wetting myself, went red in the face with embarrassment of her uncensored style of speaking, and found myself missing her a lot. The cool thing is that we can remain updated easily and have so many ways to communicate with each other. Even without these amazing modes of communication, thankfully, I think our relationship is strong enough to cross any ocean, land mass, mountain, lake, or swampy boiling expanse of nastiness.
Being a sister is a pretty cool experience, especially with my sister!
Blair, I love you so much, you probably will never truly know how much. I think you are one of the strongest women I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Although I may not always agree with how you handle situations I am always behind you one hundred percent. I believe in you more than you do, which with the great self confidence you have is probably unfathomable, but it's true. You inspire me in many ways, and perhaps more now than ever before.
You are wise beyond your years, strong beyond your size, beautiful beyond your genetics (hahaha just kidding mum and dad), hilarious beyond all recognition, successful beyond all odds (based on high school anyway), and motivated, passionate, and kind (to animals at least) beyond all belief. I miss you everyday, and am excited for the new journey you are on, and even more excited to join you on your new journey when I get home.
Love,
your far far away little sister.
We climbed Yongsan, the mountain overlooking the bay. It was a short climb, steep in places, but overall an easy climb, and well worth it given the view.
On Tuesday we chilled at a coffee shop for hours, and then head for an old movie set made to look like Korea in the 60's and 70's when it was first developing into what we see today. It was completely dead and eerie, but beautiful. And did we ever explore! Where we could go inside we did, where we could climb we did, and where we could hide to scare each other we did.
