Wish For An Elder Sister
I've been feeling so overwhelmed these past few days, and I've realized how badly I wish I had an elder sister.
I wish I had someone I could hug tightly whenever life feels too much. Someone I could be completely unfiltered with, someone who wouldn't mind me yapping for hours. Someone whose clothes and accessories I could borrow, and who'd probably borrow mine too.
I wish I had someone I could tell everything to, how heartbroken I feel when my parents argue, or when my brothers fight. Someone who would simply sit with me when I'm feeling low. Someone who'd be my company whenever I'm surrounded by strangers.
Someone who'd be my best friend for life.
I used to think maybe that's what a life partner is supposed to be, but I haven't really seen many marriages around me that feel like that. Maybe they exist, but I just haven't been lucky enough to witness them.
I wish I had an elder sister with whom I could laugh endlessly, argue over the most useless things, and ask dozens of questions, even the dumbest and most childish ones, without ever feeling embarrassed.
When I was younger, I did wish for an elder sister sometimes, but not this much. Now that I'm 20 and slowly seeing how life really is, I feel that missing piece more than ever. Being the middle child and the only sister among brothers can sometimes feel heavy.
Maybe that's why whenever I meet a younger girl who doesn't have a sister either, I naturally become protective of her. I spoil her, care for her, and love her as much as I can. I think I'm trying to give someone else what I wish I'd had.
I'm so grateful for all the friends and loved ones God has blessed me with. I count them among my biggest blessings. This isn't me being ungrateful.
I just sometimes wish I had a sister.