Dear Sister; You were probably the Sister that I understood least for we are so different to each other. You believe in god and I am an atheist. You see the good in things and have faith things will turn out; I am always doubtful and a pessimist. I was always nasty to you when we were growing up and I'm sorry about that; though I have apologised before. At the time I didn't realise how damaging I was to your self-esteem.
Over the past few years you've grown so much; which has probably a lot to do with your husband and baby and the church. You are a good and natural mother; I'm envious of how you just fell into your new role while I struggled to adapt. I'm sorry I used to call you a failure- it's ironic that I am the only one of the four of us who can be considered one now. Thankyou for forgiving me for that.
Through all the bad there were the good times too. I used to like Boogie-boarding with you at the Beach- and fishing- although it bugged me that Alistair used to help you the most. And then there were the drinking nights, when you used to come over and we'd sit up discussing religion; me philosohically and you, from the heart. You're wrong if you think you will ever change my beliefs but I respect yours. It has made you a wholer, happier person. I love you always Sister.
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