Why sisters are the best

I have a terrible memory and I forget literally everything all the time. Knowing that I can hardly remember what I did yesterday it can't be a surprise that I have little memories to my childhood.

That being said, I remember several significant moments. One was when I was very young. Me and my sister were lying in my bed and were screaming like the possessed dragons we were as I was trying murderously to push her out of my bed, not particularly caring about the potential danger hazards of pushing someone out of a bunk bed. So yeah. Let's say that back then I couldn't imagine ever writing this post.

Still, it is the perfect example of why sisters are the absolute best freaking thing in the world. I have two of them, both of which I have put through significant painful moments either by verbal or physical abuse and both of which I still count to this day as my dearest friends. As well as my brother and all of their significant others.

Now, I'm asking you: how many of your friends have you pushed, punched, abused, pinched, scolded and degraded and are still actually your friend?

Here's the thing; the beauty about sisters is that I have to worry about none of that. I can be at my absolute worst with them and they will still be my sisters and my best friends and they can be their absolute worst and I will still love them like crazy. Granted, maybe not at that particular moment in time, but several settling breaths later; sure.

So let's all take a moment to celebrate our family, sisters and other siblings in particular, who have our backs even when we are absolute brats. Who know everything there is to know and who are therefore ultimately beyond any type of shaming.

I think that's incredible, don't you?

<3