She said: “It felt like a wedding.” Little did we know that was the closest she came to having one. In June 2016, my mom, my sister and I went dress shopping for her matric farewell. We took a tour in my little car all the way to Pretoria. We got there, went to our first boutique, she didn’t find anything she liked. We then went to our second boutique, she fitted two or three dresses but nothing “stood out” for her. We got in the car to drive to the little apartment we stayed at and while on route, my battery died and my phone went off. No more GPS. My mom freaked out while my sister and I stayed chill. I recognized a small ice cream shop my bestie once took me to when I visited her. We went inside, bought ice cream and waited for my phone to charge in the corner. After I put on my GPS again, we found the apartment we stayed at. We had banana bread for dinner, we took a shower then my sister and I watched Trevor Noah on the TV while my mom complained about comedians not being comedic. After our show, we went to bed to get our needed rest for intense dress shopping the next day. The following day we had Wimpy for breakfast and started our search for her matric farewell dress. We went into a little boutique that had nice dresses on display outside. My sister and I went through all the racks and yet didn’t find anything appealing to her. We were just about to give up this boutique until I found a dress hanging really high behind the clothing racks. I picked it up, it was heavy, and I asked her: “what about what about this one? It is real pretty!” So she turned around and said: “YES!” then I went with her into the fitting room to put it on, I helped her squeeze into and out of the tight dress. When she put it on, we went outside to show my mom and she said: “it looks like a wedding dress” so we joked and said we should buy it so that she can wear it at her matric farewell and I’ll wear it on my wedding. Mom bought the dress, she looked gorgeous in it. On the day of her matric farewell, I lend her the earrings I wore to my matric farewell and it suited her, and the dress, nicely! So I played a role in her matric farewell slash wedding. I’m thankful we shared that moment.
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Losing my sister has made me realise the obvious:
There are some things I miss about her dearly: *The fact that we would vent to one another about family or relationship drama *She would always do my hair whether it was just for going to the gym or out *She used to ask for my assistance in doing her make up if she went out with friends *I could always ask her opinion on what to wear or what not to wear *She’d always offer to make me food, or share hers if she had some *She would come to visit me at my new place and we’d spend the day playing Sims and eating junk *How we binged watched Revenge until early morning hours *She’d come up for me if someone said something to or of me *She would help me bathe the doggies *She always gave me her extra candy *She’d sometimes go walking or jogging with me *We would drive off together if there were any drama at home *She would assist me in practical homework and assignments if I needed an actual person *She would come have sleepovers at my new place and we’d share the bed *She would have sleepovers when I still lived with my parents, and we’d share the bed *She bought me food many times when I moved out because she knew I hated cooking *She was always patient when I had to fetch her from school, after work *She was ALWAYS happy when I fetched her from work/school and would ask how I was *She let me borrow her clothing whenever I wanted to *Our late night chats about all sorts of random things when I went to visit my parents’ house *My mom, sister and myself always went to work late night during month end and my sister and I would always keep each other company There’s obviously a lot more I miss about her but these are just some things I can think of at the moment. There are also some things I will miss about not having my sister around: *I won’t be able to do all the things mentioned above *I won’t be able to tell her when I get engaged and show off my pretty ring *She won’t be by my side, as my maid of honour, when I get married *She won’t be an aunt if I get kids someday *She won’t be my kid(s)’Godmother if I get a kid *She won’t be able to take me for a ride in her new car if she got her licence *We won’t be able to grow old together Mourning my sister has a lot to do with me missing her and her missing events in my life. I will never stop missing her, I will never stop loving her and I will never stop mourning her! |
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