I traded my campsite for the MGM this past weekend for Dominique's Las Vegas bachelorette party. It was so fun to have Dom for an entire weekend without sharing her with my brother [sorry, Erik], and I absolutely loved getting to know her friends as well. They're all just as cute and fun as Dom is, and in addition to that, it was the first time I've really gone out with my sister since she turned 21 last June.
I really think the relationship between sisters is one of the best things there is. I love my brothers too, but my relationship with my sister is unique in that there is no one in the world who can make me as mad as she can, no one I feel more protective of at times, and no one else I trust more to give me an honest opinion on basically anything. My sister and I have 8 years between us, so our relationship is especially interesting in how it's evolved as we've gotten older and the age gap seems to get smaller. When I left for college, I was 18 and she was 10 and our relationship was more like babysitter/kid than sisters. When I moved home to Oregon, I was 25 and she was 17 and it was strange to realize that we could actually share clothes and make the same jokes. Now that we're 29 and 21, it feels like we're just about the same age, except that I've had more time to collect experiences than she has.
One thing that I've had to learn to work on over the years is allowing my sister to make her own mistakes. It's really hard not to say something when I see her going through something I already went through, but people learn by living, not by being told what to do. Besides that, no two people have the exact same path, so even when I feel 100% sure I know that it won't work out with the guy she's dating, or that she's going to have the worst hangover if she has one more drink, or whatever it is, I can't just save her the pain by telling her. I've just got to let her live it. I've also realized that people have done the same for me, like my swim coach who confessed that he knew it wouldn't work out with my college boyfriend, he just never told me because, 'you wouldn't have listened anyway.'
With that said, my sister and I are beyond excited to be gaining a new sister this April. Dominique is an only child, so I don't know if she fully knows what she's signed herself up for, but I can guarantee it includes lots of love and free shoes. I don't think you could make up a girl who is a better fit for my brother than Dom is, with her calm and sweet personality, and she's also the perfect addition to our family.
I feel like it's necessary to add to this story that I met my sister's new boyfriend when I went home for Christmas, and I was really impressed by his maturity. There's two types of guys, boys and men, and I could tell right away that he's not one of the boys. We threw him into the Myers/Carlson/Butler/Laborte experience head first, and he came through like a champ, showing up for every family function and laughing at our family's craziness. I guess it takes going through the wrong relationships to get to the right ones.