positive post tuesday

Date April 8, 2008

Families are dysfunctional. Sure, there are degrees of dysfunction and I get that, but my family, well, we’re sort of functionally dysfunctional. And I couldn’t be happier that my family is my family. No, I can’t pick favorites, but the highlight today is my sister. Sisser, that is.

She wrote a paper for school a couple of weeks ago about how the world is headed toward gray. A sort of complacent state with a falling sense of standards and how she’d rather be a bright red dot than join the gray masses. She talked about our parents and my brother and how they’ve shaped her thinking and her life and she said this about me:

My sister has helped mold me into a kind and loving Christian. She’s taught me how to see Christ in the most inopportune times, how to find Him in every sunrise and sunset and every moment in between. From my sister, I have learned that kindness is a choice and that it requires very little effort.

I hate to discredit her or belittle her writing, but at the very least, I must interject in order to add a bit more truth. See, my little sister, Sisser, she’s the toughest person I’ve ever met with the sweetest heart. She cries at television shows (that for the sake of her reputation will remain nameless) and she pours all of herself into her friends and one thousand kids in the summertime at Camp Lake Stephens. She packs her bags and moves across an ocean to a big city all by herself and she’s not afraid to go to an afternoon movie on her own.

She has an unwavering, albeit secret, hope in fairy tale endings, but not an ounce of her is willing to settle. She’s got a radical taste in music, devours books, and is the best road trip buddy on the planet. She’s not afraid to stand up for what she believes and doesn’t back down from people that are older or more established than she is if she’s fighting for what is right. She leads by example and loves with all that she is. She’s fiercely loyal to friends, plays cards for hours with our grandmother, and plans more trips than we could ever possibly take in a lifetime. She’s brutally honest even when it’s inconvenient and as moved to action by her emotion as anyone could hope a 21 year old would be. She loves summertime and Oreo blasts and swimming and words and music and me. She’s my Sisser and my best friend. Now, how dysfunctionally functional is that?

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6 Responses to “positive post tuesday”

  1. kathryn said:

    beautiful em, beautiful. i love it.

  2. Kristin said:

    She sounds awesome!

  3. me.. said:

    I love your sister.

  4. Katie said:

    Her name surfaced during an impromptu family meeting today…don’t think for a second we have given up.

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