Thursday, October 02, 2003

"Don't let your life pass you by, weep not for the memories ..."

Today my younger sister Kay is 43 years old. To use a favorite phrase of Emilie's ... "What the hell?" If Kay is forty-freekin-three, when am I going to grow up?!? I always thought that by the time we were THIS old, we'd feel "grown". Not so. I'm beginning to suspect that's one of my problems ... in my head, I'm still about 19 years old. And my body has gone on without me.

Anyhoo, Happy Birthday Grubby. I love you. Don't you wish we could go back to about 1963 and start all over again? If I could go back and do things smarter, these things would be different:

1. I wouldn't fight with you so much. What was gained by all those hours of arguing? Nuttin, honey.

2. I wouldn't laugh when you chopped your Skipper's hair off to her chin, and then she looked like crap.

3. I wouldn't roll my eyes when you draped that damn gum wrapper chain around your orange room.

4. I wouldn't be so jealous when you bought your first car.

5. I would "play cars" with you MORE than we did the first time around. Lord, I loved that. I'm thinking we might be the only little girls in the WORLD that used "One Life To Live" as the plot-line to playing cars. Heh.

And these are some of the things I'd re-live in exactly the same way:

1. I'd still hate taking a bath with you in 1967.

2. I'd still think you were weird for saving your baby teeth in that little box.

3. I'd still resent you for going off to school every morning in Villa Rica, when I was having so many emotional problems and couldn't get myself out the door.

4. I'd still think you were a brat for poking your fingernails in the styrofoam head of the Christmas angel to make her a face.

5. I'd still be forever grateful that I always had somebody to play with, to talk to, to BE with ... forever grateful that I had a sister.

When we were little girls, we had no clue what life had in store for us. No idea that we'd both be married by the age of 20; that we'd both have a baby boy, and then a baby girl; that we'd live parallel lives until your divorce. We had no clue that you'd lose your mind and marry that 2nd strange man. ;-)

If we had a peek, back then, at the lives we'd be living in 2003, it's possible we'd be unwilling to leave 1963. Remember 1963? It wasn't all good, oh hell no. But we had a Mama at home, cooking our dinners every night and taking care of our every need. We had a Daddy who loved us, no doubt. We were safe, and we knew it. We were lucky girls.

But reality means that we can't pick a year and stay there (although God knows I've tried with my clothing and make-up style). Time moves on, and we have no choice but to move along with the SOB. Here we are ... two middle-aged sisters - one married, one single, whose children are grown (or almost grown, ahem Beth!). We've gone to our Father's funeral. We've dealt with health problems and husband problems and weight problems and children problems and money problems. And through all of it, we've been there for each other. We've lived through it all together. Thank God.

Happy 43rd, Kaydee. Sister. Friend.

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Thought For Today:
"Don't let aging get you down ... it's too hard to get back up."

6 comments:

Brandy said...

You sure she would appreciate you telling everyone in the world her age?
Hey Dawn! Gosh, it has taken me a solid 30 minutes to catch up on all the reading I've missed. I decided to comment on this one because I think it is particularly sweet. It made me think about me and my sister and how we have gone through so much together and we've only lived about half as long as you and Kay (give or take a few years). It is amazing to think about how much we change as people throughout the years but your family never really does. My sister and I are just as close as we were when we were little kids. We just have sucky ole grown up things to do now. :) Anyway, Kay if you are reading this, happy birthday! I hope it is a good one!

Love,
Brandy

Dawn said...

Hmm, I never considered whether Kay minded the general population knowing her age! Oh well, she'll get over it. Besides, I'm sure the number of people reading this little bit of LiveJournal heaven adds up to about THREE. :-)

I can't imagine life without my sisters ... truly.

Thanks for a delicious dinner last night, Brandy! I loved coming over to watch our Thursday night addictions together.

Love ya!

Emilie said...

AWWWW
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT KAY!!!! I love you very much, and I can't wait to see you again! And Mom, you always write the sweetest things in the world....they always make me want to cry.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN!!!!
Love your crazy niece and daughter, Emilie :)

Dawn said...

Nope nope nope ... I do not want to make you cry! I hope your Friday goes along just as you want it to, and don't work ALLL weekend long on schoolwork, ok?

Love you, xoxo

Kay said...

I feel so loved!
Dearest Dawn,
I absolutely loved my birthday entry! Beth first read it to me last night after my party at El Vaquerro and 4 28oz Margaritas. I cried. Today (the following day) I read it again. I cried again...in a good way.

Yes - I had the most wonderful birthday I can remember for a very long time. The entire day was filled with well wishes and gifts and cake. Then after work I was treated to a surprise party at the mexican restaurant...well kinda surprise. I figured out that more than 3 or 4 would be there, but not 25 plus. It was so much fun. Beth came to be my designated driver - how nice. Then once we came home, she gave me what she and Josh did for me. She had framed two 8x10's of her and Josh when they were about 6 months and 3 years old. I cried.
What a wonderful birthday! I am so lucky to have so many people that care about me so. Thank you Brandy and Emmie for your well wishes. I love you too.
Laura is meeting Melody at the football game tonight. We're playing Troup in Lagrange, and I get to ride the bus with the band! whoo hooo!! Sissy said she's sitting near the band in her Troup sweatshirt. Leave it to Laura!
Again, thank you Dawn for writing such a sweet entry. I love you bunches.
xoxo Kay

Dawn said...

Jesus Harold Smith, Sister ... you drank near to a GALLON of margaritas! I think it might be fair to assume you're retaining a bit of fluid today! HA!

Sounds like you had a close-to-perfect day yesterday, and I'm so glad. You deserve a few.

Wish I could join y'all at the game tonight ... it's great weather for a football game! Have fun, and don't talk about me.

Love you xo