Daily Archives: September 3, 2015

My Sister, The Warrior

Yesterday morning, I was driving to a sub job I’d agreed to work. It was 45 minutes away (oops) so I had a lot of time to be alone before arriving.

During my drive, I received a photo for my eyes only. It was a photo of my sister holding her fresh, new baby boy, Gabriel. When I saw the photo, I called my mom. She told me that Gabe was just delivered and handed the phone to my sister.

“That was HARD,” she said, laughing and crying at the same time. Poor thing was exhausted, but I could hear her joy. “You did it! That part is over!” I told her. To my surprise, I was choking up as well. And here we were, my little sister, having just given birth 500 miles away. And myself, on the way to work, allowed to have a quick conversation with the brand new momma.

Kara, I was crying just as much as you were yesterday. Not from the pain, of course, but because I am so proud of you. I will {always} love and cherish those few moments I was able to talk to you right after Gabriel was born. You have so much ahead of you with a new human to care for, but you conquered the pain, sister!

Especially because I haven’t been through this stage of life yet, I’m so proud. You handled pregnancy gracefully and delivered your son into this world.

Only a few short days until I get to meet him and hold him in my arms. I’m excited to hug you and congratulate you in person. I love you. I’m so proud of you. You are so special to me.

Gabriel

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