Being my sister or friend is a full contact sport. You never know what I might do or say. I tend to be well... obnoxious, this is one of the qualities that try as I might to curb it, I have been so far unsuccessful. Sadly my mouth is bigger than my brain. As a result I don’t have any normal friends. Now don’t misunderstand me my friends aren’t strange what I mean is they are superhuman.
The best example has to be my sister. Since she has known me the longest she has the most practical experience. She also can’t choose not to be my friend because we are related. Which means I will always have ONE friend. No matter what, she has to love me! So she has a way of just letting things go. I mean realistically she has to! otherwise she would die of all the built up frustration.
She actually thinks I’m funny; it’s an acquired taste. Truthfully she thinks everything is funny but I am glad to be included in that category.
However, what is most amazing about Christine (sister, 29, heretofore referred to as Steen) is her amazing ability to forgive. I would venture to call her personality Forgivingly, if that was a word. Truly with me as her sister forgiveness is a survival mechanism. Someday when I shut up long enough to listen to her talk I will ask her how she does it.
“to err is human, to forgive, divine” Alexander Pope
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