My protector. My best friend. My sister.

How do people make it through life without a sister?  ~ Sara Corpening

Indeed, how do they? For the life of me, I cannot imagine my life without my sisters. Sure we fight. And sometimes our fights are not petty. Sometimes, the tears won’t stop flowing during or after the fight. But at the end of the day, we are still sisters and we look after each other.

The mildest, drowsiest sister has been known to turn tiger if her sibling is in trouble.  ~ Clara Ortega

Indeed. We transform. Not just into tigers, but dragons. Is it not natural to protect one’s siblings? In my family, protecting each other comes naturally as loving each other. We can fight all we want, even say hurtful things, but at the end of the day, we know that  family still comes first. No questions asked. No need for questions.
That’s for my family anyway.
Something that I thought was natural, wasn’t as natural as I thought it was. For Yodawan, he’s not as lucky as me. Unfortunately for him, when it’s his fight, he’s on his own. He will not be defended even by his own blood.
Because of his experience, I realized just how lucky I am. With the sisters that I have, with my family, I know that I am blessed.

She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities.  She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway.  She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark.  She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink.  Some days, she’s the reason you wish you were an only child.  ~ Barbara Alpert