Today my baby sister turned 21!
It’s kind of surreal to see this once little person grow, mature, and blossom into an intelligent, beautiful, young woman right before my eyes. We may have our differences but make no qualms about it, and make it be known to the world that I love my sister.
I hope that my mini Picasso, pseudo virtuoso enjoyed her 21st Birthday today as much as I enjoyed spending it with her.
Just as the song goes: “that little kiss you stole, held onto my heart and soul”.
Her first drool kiss that is, followed by a drooly toothless smile. That among other things over the years, have stuck to my heart and soul.
The first time she was able to say my name, the first time she said: “I wuv you”, the first song I taught her how to play on the piano and today, her Twenty First Birthday.
So today I thanked God that I have been blessed to have had my sister for 21 years and my prayer is always that He sustains her for infinite years are to come.
“Heart and soul, I fell in love with you. Heart and soul, the way a fool would do. You are my heart and soul.”
21 Years Ago Today…
Me: “Can I have a sister? Please?? Mommy?? Daddy?? Can I??” As though sisters can be bought from a store in the mall like the latest Mattel Barbie Doll or like a ripe piece of fruit off a tree ready to fall.
Mom: “I’m pregnant Keisha; you’re going to be a big sister.”
Me: “Omg! I can’t wait! Is it a girl? Will I have a sister? I’m dying to know. I need to know!”
I ran around apt 1202 at 5580 Sheppard Avenue East, my faith in prayer had just increased! Screaming, jumping and shouting for joy as though I’d won the lotto or got a new toy.
Mom: “We’ll have to wait nine months before we know Keish.”
“Me: I can’t wait that long, what if it’s not a girl? Do we have to wait nine months? I want a little sister so bad! I need a little sister! This is what I’ve been asking for!”
*** Nine months later ***
Tick, toc! Tic, toc! Tic, Toc! I just can’t stand the monotony of this clock.
Waiting outside the tightly shut operation room door, eyes fused to the clock I was beginning to abhor. They forbade me from to entering the room – running out of patience – I just wanted you out of the womb.
I wanted in so bad because I still required the answer to the burning question that I had.
Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies consumed me!
Anticipating the answer to my nine month question: Which one will it be?
Boy or a girl…
The shut door opened…
Rejoicing, gleeful, ecstatic, and overjoyed! Delighted, jovial, lucky, and in an instant my tears were deployed.
No words to describe the feelings I felt when I heard the words, “It’s a girl”. I was so eager to give this big sister thing a whirl.
I was so happy I couldn’t contain myself; it was as though I’d seen Santa and one of his Elves.
Then I saw you: light brown, almond eyes, itty bitty hands, tiny nose, cute as ever and perfect lil toes. The wait was well worth it, and it was about time! At that moment it sunk in; you’re really all mine!!
I couldn’t wait to play dollies, have tea parties and bake. To mentor you, hug you and kiss you when you ache.
Be there for you every single step of the way; but for some reason as of late I feel like you’ve gone astray.
I know we all have our own plight as individuals in this mucky old world but I also know that you’re very smart and born an intelligent girl.
So whatever it is that you’re going through, please always remember that I prayed for, wished for and will always unconditionally love you.
Happy 21st Birthday Kiana! God bless you and keep you that your days be long on this earth and I thank Him every single day that on July 28th 1994 mommy gave birth; to you.
My baby sister.
– Keish
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