Last weekend, we traveled to Iowa to celebrate my youngest sister, Angel's, high school graduation. I adore all my sisters, but Angel and I have always had a special bond. She was born when I was thirteen. My mom was working the evening shift and was also going through a rough patch. Her husband wasn't in the best state either. Therefore, a lot of the responsibility to take care of Angel fell on me.
In some ways, she was my first baby. She was the first one I cried over at midnight, because I was exhausted, and I just couldn't figure out how to make her go to sleep. She was the first baby I sang made-up lullabies too...ones I also ended up singing to my own children. I learned how to comfort her (gently rubbing her earlobes was the trick I learned for quieting her cries and putting her to sleep) and in the end, I developed a sense patience and a desire to protect her that, before then, I had never felt for anyone else.
|my two "baby" girls|
Thankfully, my mom was able to rise above her rough patch and I through separation and counseling I learned how to be more of a sister. As a family we became more healthy. However, my desire to protect her or the way my heart swells with pride/unconditional love every time I see her has never changed.
|my mom, who also makes my heart swell with pride when I think of the |
sacrifices/adjustments she's made to be the best mom possible to my younger siblings
|all my sisters: me, sarah, angela, and angel|
Pulled pork for graduation parties is kinda of thing in Central Iowa, so Angel decided to mix things up a bit and have a dessert celebration.
I spent most of the party manning the cotton candy machine - my arms were sore by the time it was over!
After the party we headed back to my sister Sarah's place. Were the kids played in dirt, we had a bonfire, and we marveled over her precious babies.
|seriously, this unplanted garden bed was the hot spot.|
|mini man loves to watch marshmallow burn and therefore, insists he only likes |
the black ones
The next day was the gradation ceremony, which was long and hot but the kids were troopers!