Monday, June 20, 2011

she's my sister

There’s something unmistakably unique about the bond between two sisters. Perhaps it’s the unconditional love, tested after she spilled spaghetti sauce all over your favorite jeans. Or could it be the limitless emotional support she gives you whether you want it or not. And certainly, it has to include the rawest honesty that no one else will be able to give you.

My sister and I, we’re a package deal. If one day you should have my hand in marriage, be forewarned that my sister will have my other hand. For our history is long, consequential, and rich. And she will carry me through it all as I will carry her.

Pashe and Irie are sisters. Adorable sisters. Their mom told me that the day before both were practicing posing in front of the mirror. Their excitement soon dissipated after I told them, no pageant posing or sashaying for these photos. But when I showed them some of the images in the camera screen, they shrieked with delight and commended each other with possible modeling careers in the future.



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