It really does seem true–the people we’ve known and loved the longest seem to be taken for granted the most!
Well, let me tell you about my sister Valorie!
Our bond started early, she spoke for me.
I’m not sure when I did start talking but my mom had to have a real serious talk with Valorie because whenever someone asked me a question, Valorie always answered it. “What’s your name?” “Her name is Tara”. “How old are you Tara?” “She’s 3” ….Mom had to sit her down, get her attention and explain how important it was to let me start talking for myself.
Thanks to Valorie, I speak up for myself and I’m good at it!
Until she wasn’t….
As I got a bit older, maybe from the age of 10 to 15, Valorie became a bit of a bully to me (I suppose I was a bit of a brat too). Not all the time, but a lot of the time, she was really rough on me.
She once rubbed dog poop in my face and mouth and sat on my head and pulled my hair til it felt like it had all been pulled out.
If you see her wrist, there’s a big scar on it–she went to punch me (after I kicked her) and I shut the door as she punched–right through the glass window. Oh I thought she would kill me after that one! There was blood everywhere, we had to go get her some stitches. Drama–but this is what growing up with a sibling looks like, it’s not always love and light ! This is life at it’s best, really!
As the years rolled by, we grew up. Valorie became a girlfriend to a couple of different guys–I still know their names and can still see their faces vividly. They weren’t good enough for Valorie and her intuition guided her out of those places. Not long after, she found the love of her life and she’s been married to Glen for 35 years. They have two lovely daughters who are off in the world and living and enjoying life.
Even though the closeness Valorie and I shared as children marched forward in years, we still feel the essence of that closeness in this present time.
There is something about those early years that just imbeds itself into my cells and my memories. Feelings and emotions are hard to encapsulate into words. To me, though, the feelings and emotions that came from being loved by my sister Valorie have just held on–as if in an infinite embrace. I am supported, I am loved.
I am held in an infinite embrace.
So, even though we don’t often speak our respect and appreciation frequently and freely, it will always be there in the depth of my being. The space it holds feels so dear to me. There is no questioning that space–no doubt about her love for me– it just remains and it just IS.
To the people who know my sister Valorie, you will all agree, she is so much to so many people.
She is a friend and confidant to everyone she knows–they can all count on her ear to be there for the listening.
Valorie is a loving mother, a loving wife, a loving daughter and a loving daughter-in-law. She is constantly giving of herself to everyone around her. Her job is so perfect for her–she gets to help welcome newborn babies into the world since she is a labor and delivery nurse–that is the most powerful place on the planet–in the presence of those miracles– and she gets to be there all the time!
Out of all the people I’ve known throughout my lifetime, Valorie is the most open-minded and open-hearted person. She can hear a story, feel the emotions and be the first to want to engage with someone who may have been emotionally detached for a lifetime.
She is just plain fair and sensible and loving and always expecting the best out of people.
Gosh, I hope she really gets who she is for everyone in her life–the words I use certainly cannot give her the praise she deserves.
Even though she knows in the depth of her being how I feel about her, I wanted her to hear it again–at least once in sentiment and words. Her spirit fills me up –all the way up–all the time that I’m in her presence! My love for Valorie lives in infinity!