Kak Ngah, my second elder sister, is a perfectionist. She'd have the nicest things, and all in order. Symmetrical, to be exact. And I looked up at her as my idol. However, Kak Ngah has always been the one who was never at home. She went to one prominent boarding school for 5 years , followed by 4 or 5 years in New Zealand, and she later settled down in Kuching, East Malaysia. A few years ago, she just came home from Egypt after a few years there (my brother in law was studying).
Perhaps I didn't have much opportunity to be close enough with Kak Ngah when I was younger but as we grew older, we have become closer to one another. She is always one who could throw in some words of advice in the most natural manner... Kak Ngah makes friends easily and there are many people who are very close to her. There was once a Chinese lady she befriended when she was in Kuching who used to send some money to her when she was away in Egypt. Mind you, the amount was quite a large! That lady had sought some marital advice from my brother in law a few years earlier. Unfortunately, while my sister was away, she committed suicide when she was in despair...
T, on the other hand, is my step sister. Even so, we have developed a relationship that has made us very close to one another. She is five years older than me but the closest one in age. When we were in our school ages, she taught me the wonders and pleasures of junkfood and junk collection: Sanrio products and girly stuff. She was crazy over them and had a tremendous collection.
If I were to describe T, I'd say she is generous, thoughtful and kind. She has developed into quite a personality throughout the years... and strives hard to be a wonderful mother to her children. She supports what her children does and they are growing into bright individuals. Kudos, T!
Ergo, to all my sisters (brothers would have to wait...), here's a piece for you:
Sisters’ are a thing to share
They take the time to show they care
Sisters fill a life with love
Sent to us from God above
Sisters hug when times are bad
They wipe away tears when times are sad
Sisters cry when one is scared
That’s how we show that we care
Sisters are there in times of need
To mend the wound from whence we bleed
Sisters have unending faith
No one else could take your
Sisters share most everything
We laugh, we cry, we even sing
Sisters’ are a special friend
From cradle to grave it will never end
Sisters love no questions asked
They also see right through the mask
Sisters see within your soul
They also see what makes you whole
Sisters are always within your heart
Because of your life they are a part
Sisters live from day to day
But within us all they will forever stay.
Shirley Ann Parkerson 2001