sisterly love

this weekend i spent some much needed time with my family. as usual i pulled into the driveway a few minutes after the sun kisses the ocean line. i am greeted with smiles and hugs of joy from my younger brother and sister, but to my teenage brother and sister it's just another weekend. I decided that this trip would not be the same as others (finding my bed and sleeping until the sun was tired of beaming into my windows), but i was going to do some serious bonding with my brothers and sisters. around midnight my 8 year old sister and i decided that we were tired of counting sheeps and as usual she wanted to let the TV put her to sleep, being that it was my Sabbath, i suggested that we talk and catch up on life, from an 8 year old's point. some how we got on the subject of halloween, which as a child my parents were never big on and we never went trick or treating. my sister explained that mom was going to take them trick or treating (as i think to myself, when this become okay in our family) so i asked, "what are you going to dress up as?" most little 8 year olds would respond of being a princess or a balleria or something that was made of sugar and spice and everthing nice. i was ready to start my leisure of what halloween was all about but before i could my brillant little 8 year old sister response was, "i am going as myself." i am not sure why i was so proud of her answer, is it because I felt that she had so much self confidence in herself and she felt that she didn't need to cover up her beauty or try to pretend that she was something she wasn't, and she wanted her beauty and confidence to shine among all the ghouls and goblins of the night? i am sure her 8 year old mind had a simpler explanation then that, even so, i am proud of my little sister.