Sixteen Years

Sixteen years ago... i was just a normal (( kinda weird and nerdy)) 5 year old. I was doing my own hair cause my mom would always make me cry, I liked to play with barbies, and wear cute little dresses with stockings. Then my sister was born. I never realized how much of challange it would be and my mom didn't really know what we were getting ourselves into. A lot of doctor visits, hospital stays, worrying, and just a bunch of loving. I guess you could say I had to grow up pretty fast. I had to learn to help take care of another human being. How to feed, nurture, and comfort someone other than myself, someone who couldn't do them on their own. You never realize the kind of bond two people can create just by doing some of these things together. but you know what?! I wouldn't change any of that for the world. This amazing little girl has taught me so much. For instance, the word retard. People use it uncontrollably and don't realize what they're really saying. Yeah they may not mean it of it's true meaning but it can affend and hurt so many people, like myself. Or how to just laugh at myself and at the world. And most importantly how to care for and love someone more than I ever could myself. Gosh, I think I cry more than she does when her hip pops out of place or when she has seizures constantly, you'd think after 16 years I'd be used to it by now, but I'm not and don't think I ever will be. It's true when some people say "when you cry I cry, when you're in pain I'm in pain" I truely feel the same way. The only one human being who has ever been there for me when life gets rough or when I just need a laugh. So... the point of this blog.. HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TO MY PRECIOUS LITTLE SISTER MISS ALI! I love her more than anything in this God for saken world.