Sister, Sister: National Sibling Day

Sisters…Sisters…there were never such devoted Sisters. In honour of National Siblings Day on the 10th April, I thought I’d dedicate this blog post to my sisters. I don’t know how I’d survive without them, really. They’ve been there though everything, good and bad, and even though there have been times when I could have strangled them, they’ve always been there for me when I’ve needed them, and vice verse.

I’m luck enough to have been blessed with 2 younger sisters, and even though that might have been difficult for my Mom when we were growing up, it’s been a great experience to have people who are into the same things you are, to play with and cuddle up with.

My Sister Laura is two years younger than me, and when we were a lot younger, was the one I always got on better with. Like most sisterly relationships, it hasn’t always been rainbows and butterflies between us; we tended to fly quite regularly between playmates to partners in crime to besties to enemies to shopping partners and so on and so forth. She’s the most temperamental person I know (Typical Gemini!) and we have had some almighty arguments, but there have also been some great memories, too. I can honestly say that she’s always been there for me – supporting me in all my endeavours and helping me in any way she can with my various projects. She still remains one of the most generous people I’ve ever met, and despite her wicked temper would do anything for anyone.

My youngest sister Sarah is 4 years younger than me, and is the sister I am now closest too. I think that coincides with the fact that we are complete home birds (Laura is more independent) and remain a very close knit family. She is the most infuriating person I know, and always has been; I remember her stirring up trouble as a young girl, then smirking behind my Mom’s back when Laura and I were told off; she is the most opinionated and stubborn person I’ve ever had the misfortune of meeting, and sulks massively if she doesn’t get her own way. In spite of all this, she has the best sense of humour and good taste, and I know I can always go to her for support.

A built-in Best Friend
Some of the things I remember us doing still bring a smile to my face. I remember when we would spend hours and hours playing Barbies up in their bedroom; dressing them up and inventing crazy games to keep outselves entertained; making treasure maps for each other to follow around the house, and our legendary ‘Dark Game’, which drove my Mom and Dad crazy but still remains a talking point amongst us to this day.

I remember me and Sarah watching Disney movies in my Mom and Dad’s bed every single night. I think we spent an entire year watching The Aristocats. And mine and Sarah’s Disney meme war, where we can carry on entire conversations through Disney GIFs.

An ally and partner-in-crime
They’re always the first people in line to defend me, and the same for me with them. Whether it was against my Mom when we were being told off, or people in school that picked on them, a Sister is always there to defend you when no-one else will. I didn’t need to worry about who my Bridesmaids were at my wedding, or who will babysit my Son when I go out. Life has already built that special person into my life, and it’s my little sister. I couldn’t be more grateful.

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Laura and Sarah on my Wedding Day, August 2013

A sounding board when I need to vent

Whenever I need to rant or rave about an injustice in my world, my Sister is always there to listen, commiserate or celebrate. She’s that one person I know I can always go to for an honest opinion, and provides me with lots of solid advice, just like any sister should.

Someone to be silly with
Sarah introduced me to the world of Snapchat, and I love just sending stupid photos and videos to her using the various filters. Our favourite is to speed up random film quotes (‘I’m Peter McCalister…the father…’) or make stupid noises to one another. You’d be surprised how that 10 second video can cheer up my day and make me laugh.

The first person you text or call when something good (or bad) happens
My sister is one of the first people I want to talk to when something big happens in my life, no matter if the news is positive or negative. I know she’ll be there to support me either way.

And there are more wonderful events that will be happening. Sarah gets married next year, and I get to be a Bridesmaid at her wedding; Laura has a flourishing career and steady relationship, and I just know that I’ll be there to support them in their lives, just like they will do with mine.

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Sarah and Laura, August 2013


They challenge me, they inspire me, and they make me a better person. Despite growing up and growing apart over the years, and not seeing each other as often as I like, I couldn’t be more thankful than the relationships that we have and have shared with one another.

Let me know in the comments if you have a Brother/Sister, and what your relationship is like with them.



2 thoughts

  1. Awww Gemma this is such a heartwarming post! It’s wonderful to hear how well you get on with your sisters! I have a younger sister and a younger brother, all three of us very different but we work well as a family dynamic! How gorgeous do you look in your wedding pics too?? Wow!

    Abbey 😘

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