My Sisters



My sisters are my best friends. My oldest one, Carrilyne, was always the one to take care of me when I was very little. She always just let me tag along with her because I was so attached to her. We are almost ten years apart so when she got older she started hanging out with her friends more and dating and I hardly ever saw her. But I still remained attached and she was always my role model. I would always tell people that my oldest sister was the coolest person ever and I was going to just like her. She has always been everyone's favorite sibling. And while I may look a lot like her, I wasn't blessed with her amazing personality. I was ''blessed'' with my sister Chelsea's temperment. I remember being with Chelsea in my later childhood days as she is closer to me in age and for that I picked up on a lot of her characteristics, like not being afriad to tell people that they're wrong, or being a book worm, or being a little smartie-pants in class. We both fought and argued so much but we were still so close. When she got married I was so devestated that she'd be leaving me. I was very happy for her but just couldn't help thinking how she'll never be coming home again. When we moved to Utah things became a little easier as we were closer, but now she has moved again and I can't help but to feel the same kind of loss again. Her husband, Rob, is going into the Border Patrol down in Arizona and so they have moved 13 or so hours away. It will be so long before I will see her, Rob, or Michaela. I have cried way too much over this and I know I should get over it and try to be happy that she can actually get her life started for real, but I can't. It's just way too hard. She definitely was one of hte best friends and now she's not gonna be here for me when I just need someone to talk to. I know I'll have Carrilyne but she has even more kids than chelsea to worry about and she's pregnant again so I don't really want to bug her with stupid stuff she doen't need to worry about.