Since I could never begin to enumerate the joys of having Alberta as a sister, let me just tell you a story that illustrates one reason I love her so much. When we were, oh, say, in our thirties, and our oldest children, Andrew and Emily, were still impressionable, I casually mentioned to Andrew about how,in college, his mother won a wet t-shirt contest. I waited for her hot denial, but instead Alberta looked at me vacantly and I had to finish telling this completely fabricated story.
Later I said, "Why didn't you tell Andrew the truth and shut me up?" Alberta hesitated a moment and then said, "Well...I thought maybe I was in a wet t-shirt contest and just forgot." I'd like to add here that Alberta is not the one who spent most of her college years in a haze. You would have thought so, though. One night she dreamed a neighbor, Big Lucy, was expecting, and congratulated her on her pregnancy the next day. Lucy looked at her with much the same vacant look.
Like I said, the inside of Alberta's head is a kaleidoscope of swirling colors and patterns. Thank goodness she shares it with all of us. I'm the luckiest sister in the entire world.
3 comments:
Ava could have gone all day without telling THAT story.She may be the devil, but she's the best little sister in the world! I won't tell you about the time, when she was about 19, that I had to go get her out of a bar, Cash McCool's to be exact, because she was being UNRULY.
What a marvelous tribute to your sister. I was laughing aloud as I read about the wet t-shirt and the pregnancy that appeared in a dream! We are all blessed that the swirling colours are shared with all. I think of your blog as a "thinking blog". I never leave without being inspired and enlightened.
You guys are so much fun!! Love how you jest....love even better that Alberta doesn't dissuade it! Great Story!
Hugs Giggles
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