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wednesday’s who ~ sisters…

“Girls will be your friends – they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything – they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                – Marilyn Monroe

She knows me like no one else does. Maybe it’s because we shared so many things together. From our set of parents, who gave us the same genetic make-up and childhood memories, to our values and beliefs that guide us in choosing battles we have to fight. From hand-me-down toys, clothes and books to read, to dreams we weaved during those midnight conversations. From tears we shed and laughters we shared while enjoying our movie times to those deepest, darkest secrets we confided to each other. From arguments and disagreements that rob us some scrabble matches to pets we learned to adore so much. She is a sister.

Another kind of sister is the one we often call friend. She is a sister by affinity. She connects to us with this intangible, powerful and unexplainable force of attraction that allows us to forge such strong kinship. She is as close to us as our sisters by blood could be.

No matter what kind of sister she is, a sister is a sister. She plays multiple roles in our lives that life without her is simply unimaginable.

A shopping buddy. She is the one I call whenever I need to buy something. She provides the second opinion I need whenever I’m having some difficulty on deciding which to buy. She gives me that push whenever my muttering super-ego forbids my id from buying something other than necessary.

A critic. She is a critic who tells me things I don’t want to hear but need to. She supplies honest commentary and unbiased observations that I oftentimes fail to notice or even acknowledge.

A consultant. And sometimes she is a consultant to whom I run to in need of sound advice. From simple ideas on fashion to profound insights on life-changing decisions I have to make.

A coach. She is also a coach who pep talks me and taps my back encouraging and urging me to continue and play this game called life.

A teacher. She is often a teacher too, who is willing to teach you so many things about almost everything. She’s a generous source of knowledge from trivialities to some real serious stuff.

A psychologist/psychiatrist. She is a psychologist who reads my mind like book and sometimes a psychiatrist who sits down with me for hours and gives me some therapy sessions whenever I need one.

A lawyer. She’s a lawyer who defends me from people who want to hurt me. And even offers words of encouragement when I deserve some punishments.

A sister. And most of the time, she is just a woman who is willing to talk and listen whenever I crave for some good conversations.

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