Little Sister's Ramblings

Little sister, come and sit beside me, beside me. And we'll play a tune on this piano forte, just for a while, just for a while, just for a while...

Birthday season is coming up for my sister and me. She's two years and four days older than me. As kids, my sis delighted in the four days that she was three years older than me.

This picture was taken 20 years ago. 20 years have passed, and we're going to be together again for our birthdays... well, technically, it's a little before our birthdays, but it's around the same time. It really makes me think about how brief the time is.

My big sister, my hero, my enemy, my best friend, my second mom, my only sister. I used to cry when she went away on school trips, and get so jealous when she did better than me at everything. I resented being in her shadow, and at the same time I looked up to her so much. We were so close when we were younger.

We're not as close now that we're so much farther apart- in both location and paths of life. In some ways, I feel like I know her better than I know myself, and other times, it's like we're strangers. At any rate, it's very nice that we'll be able to be together again... just for a while, just for a while, just for a while...

Happy Birthday To Us Both!!!

Tick-Tock...

There goes a decade, a century, millenium...

As I look at old pictures, I can't help but feel slightly stunned. Where did that time go? It seems as if I just got to New York City, but as soon as May rolls around, which is only in three more months, I will have been here for a year. Time keeps tick-tocking, and I wonder if that was really me living. I don't remember it.

But the past is gone and done, and I only have today. So what am I going to do with this day that I'm given? When I was eighteen, I was all about carpe diem and seizing the day. When I was eighteen, I wrote: "I want to live. I want to live like life has a meaning. Yes. It has a meaning."

I'm coming to the realization that everyday should be special. Every moment is chockfull of purpose and meaning if we live. I don't want to waste my time in this life. I want to live as if everyday were a day like no other. I want to have an extraordinary life, and I don't want this time in New York City- the city that I used to dream about living in- to be wasted. I want to look back and rather than wonder where the time went, I want to rejoice in having lived such a full and meaningful life.

Hello, there, new day...