On February 8, 1996, one of the most profound moments of my life occurred.
This moment was a turning point. I started to think of the world and people around me differently, though I think it’s taken me far longer to take the impact of this moment and turn it in to a way of living.
I see in retrospect how this moment was significant in defining the path I’ve been on, embracing what faith is to me and learning to live there.
That day in February, in the midst of floods and me powering my 1992 Nissan Sentra (which already leaked horribly) through two feet of standing water, I made it to the hospital where my nephew Nathan was born.
Nathan’s birth was a huge milestone. I was 16 at the time, and as one of the youngest people in my entire extended family, this was the first child born where I was capable of remembering such a thing.
Suddenly, there was someone new in my life with complete control over me – a person who didn’t demand love but compelled it from somewhere within me I didn’t know existed.
I’ve described this date since as the first day I understand what love was. It was the first time in my life something new had arrived where I saw no other reality than just to love.
I begin this post with this story because it’s this love I feel for my sisters. And I hope that today, on National Siblings Day, it honors my two sisters. I hope that in explaining how I felt when Nathan was born, they can look back and remember how they might have felt when I was.
Love is the greatest juxtaposition – it feeds on all the best of you and challenges you to overcome the worst, all while nurturing you in the most fulfilling way possible.
In our moments of imperfection, love gives us the greatest of our possible perfection — forgiveness, compassion, unfailing loyalty. It pushes us to trust when doubt clouds our minds, it reminds us during the times you laugh of what total exuberance can feel like.
My sisters, more so than anyone in my life, understand the entirety of my life and its ups an downs. I like to think I understand theirs as well.
Dawn and Rach, beyond the many ways you’ve made my life better, challenged me, forced me to work through things by merely being the protagonists only siblings can be…for all this plus the children you’ve given me to love…thank you. And Happy Siblings Day.
You are both my sisters and two of my very best friends. I love you.