“Remember every new beginning, is some beginning’s end.”
~ Welcome To Wherever You Are by Bon Jovi.
I wondered whether or not I should share this with the public, since I don’t usually make very personal posts on my blog. But deep down, I knew I wanted to, so I did.
Yesterday, I was the only person in the world (not statistically proven, but most probably true) who was parting from her sister after twenty two years of inseparability, only tarnished by a collective month or less.
Twenty two years ago, I was born and my sister was five. I was an all-new diaper-wetting puke-projecting machine while she was reading and writing at school. I know she was not my biggest – or even smallest – fan back then. When I was about three or four years of age, I would hit her and go cry to mum, but she was patient…
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