Apr 09, 2005 05:36
I wish my brother--someday I realize because it won't be now--could see me as a person.
Not as the perfect older sister.
Not as the bossy big sis from when we were 5 and 3.
Not as the example.
Not as the shadow.
Just as me: his sister... a normal person.
Not perfect, not judging, not aloof, not an icon or imaginary person. Just real.
However, I do realize I have age and time working against me... but I like to think it will happen one day.