The older I get, the more I appreciate the simple things in life. Family, friends, I have have learned that some of the best moments in life happen when we are willing to let God take over, and just “be” in the moment. Today’s Friendship Friday tribute is in honor of my sister Robin, both the little girl that annoyed the crap out of me, and now the woman that has a very dear place in my heart.
Robin is my only sister, and she is the oldest. Born a couple of years before me, I don’t remember much about my sister until we all moved to Sterling when my parents bought their first house. I have a lot of memories of my childhood, and almost all of them are good memories.
Robin was a tom-boy as a girl, always out and about getting into things outside. Unfortunately for Robin, this came back to bite her on more then one occasion. For example, Robin lost both of her two front top teeth in separate accidents. She lost the first one by having a board come loose as she propped up the neighbors sandbox so I and other kids could look for salamanders. Thinking back on that, it’s kind of amazing that she didn’t have a concussion too as the board slipped out of her hands and hit her square on the chin. Ouch.
Like all little girls I expect, Robin was a Daddy’s Girl. She loved it when Dad would come home from work. If memory serves me correctly, Robin lost the second tooth by running down the hallway to welcome home Dad, and slipping on the tile floor.
Add to those two accidents the time she had to have a tetanus shot because she stepped on a rusty nail in the woods, the teeth she had to have pulled for her braces (I think), and the time she egged me on enough that I put my fist through our storm door glass insert (I’ve still got the scar from that on my thumb!) — and it truly shows that God had a plan for her simply because she made it through childhood in almost one piece!
Robin and Jim were married on May 25, 1985, with Robin being just 19 years old — two months to the day before she would turn 20. Their first child, Brett, was born in June, 1986, just a month before Robin would celebrate her 21st birthday! So Robin grew up in a hurry.
Really, it wasn’t until Robin moved out of the house that I began to appreciate her good qualities (yes, I’m a slow learner.) Robin isn’t afraid to try anything once. Proof positive is the fact that she has gone back to school, and is *thisclose* to finishing her work to becoming a full-fledged teacher!
The biggest compliment that I can give anyone is the one that I have for Robin. She knows Jesus, and Jesus knows her. Robin and Jim have had three children in their almost 28 years of marriage, Brett, Leslie, and Stephanie, and the surest evidence of the success of Jim and Robin lies in their kids. Brett, Leslie, and Stephanie have been raised into adulthood by two loving parents, and are making their own mark on the world in which they live. Their success is a direct result of the role that Robin and Jim have played on nurturing, mentoring, and leading them on the path they are meant for.
I hope that I have conveyed in my post what my sister Robin means to me. It isn’t always easy writing about a loved one, and I wanted to capture as best I could the love I have for my sister. In the end, I think the last thing I have to say is this:
I love you, Robin.