There is something inexplicably wonderful about my sisters.
Lisa. Although I am chronologically the oldest, Lisa is the big sister. She is the most motherly of all three of the Hulse girls and has taken care of me in a myriad of ways. From bringing an extra bag-lunch to work for me, to stroking my hair when Dilly died, she is my rock. I have always admired her. She is strong—much more emotionally strong than I. She is tough—always holding her chin high in the face of adversity. She is loyal, hard-working, intelligent and beautiful. She is in every memory I possess. She is only one year younger than I, yet I will forever see her as 7 years old, missing a front tooth, and wearing a tiny Red Cross aluminum pin on her collar. I can’t remember life without Lisa and for that I am grateful.
Shelley. I want to be Shelley. Witty, clever, and sharp are just a few of the qualities she possesses. Much like our father, she is never without a comeback. Her ability to make me laugh and smile and forget that my life is sometimes hard is appreciated more than she will ever know. She, too, is strong. Tragically losing a 17 year-old son several years ago, she has somehow found the strength to move forward, knowing that there are 2 children who still need and love her. She is a truly talented, creative, and artistic person who sees the world differently than me. She is an incredible mother, a devoted wife, and a loving sister. In a word, I am blessed to call her sister and friend.
Heather. Caring, loving, devoted, reliable, funny, and a dreamer, Heather is the baby sister who devotes much of her time to everyone else. Her ability to give without expecting anything in return is endless and I’m not sure what I would do without her. Tender-hearted, kind, and gorgeous, Heather would be the first to come to our defense should we need her. I don’t believe she possesses the ability to see the bad in anyone and is considered a true friend by countless individuals. She is totally devoted to her husband and children and would lay down her life for her step children as well. She sees life as a ride at a carnival and I’m happy to be along for the ride.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Lisa. Shelley. Heather.
There is something inexplicably wonderful about my sisters.
Lisa. Although I am chronologically the oldest, Lisa is the big sister. She is the most motherly of all three of the Hulse girls and has taken care of me in a myriad of ways. From bringing an extra bag-lunch to work for me, to stroking my hair when Dilly died, she is my rock. I have always admired her. She is strong—much more emotionally strong than I. She is tough—always holding her chin high in the face of adversity. She is loyal, hard-working, intelligent and beautiful. She is in every memory I possess. She is only one year younger than I, yet I will forever see her as 7 years old, missing a front tooth, and wearing a tiny Red Cross aluminum pin on her collar. I can’t remember life without Lisa and for that I am grateful.
Shelley. I want to be Shelley. Witty, clever, and sharp are just a few of the qualities she possesses. Much like our father, she is never without a comeback. Her ability to make me laugh and smile and forget that my life is sometimes hard is appreciated more than she will ever know. She, too, is strong. Tragically losing a 17 year-old son several years ago, she has somehow found the strength to move forward, knowing that there are 2 children who still need and love her. She is a truly talented, creative, and artistic person who sees the world differently than me. She is an incredible mother, a devoted wife, and a loving sister. In a word, I am blessed to call her sister and friend.
Heather. Caring, loving, devoted, reliable, funny, and a dreamer, Heather is the baby sister who devotes much of her time to everyone else. Her ability to give without expecting anything in return is endless and I’m not sure what I would do without her. Tender-hearted, kind, and gorgeous, Heather would be the first to come to our defense should we need her. I don’t believe she possesses the ability to see the bad in anyone and is considered a true friend by countless individuals. She is totally devoted to her husband and children and would lay down her life for her step children as well. She sees life as a ride at a carnival and I’m happy to be along for the ride.
Lisa. Although I am chronologically the oldest, Lisa is the big sister. She is the most motherly of all three of the Hulse girls and has taken care of me in a myriad of ways. From bringing an extra bag-lunch to work for me, to stroking my hair when Dilly died, she is my rock. I have always admired her. She is strong—much more emotionally strong than I. She is tough—always holding her chin high in the face of adversity. She is loyal, hard-working, intelligent and beautiful. She is in every memory I possess. She is only one year younger than I, yet I will forever see her as 7 years old, missing a front tooth, and wearing a tiny Red Cross aluminum pin on her collar. I can’t remember life without Lisa and for that I am grateful.
Shelley. I want to be Shelley. Witty, clever, and sharp are just a few of the qualities she possesses. Much like our father, she is never without a comeback. Her ability to make me laugh and smile and forget that my life is sometimes hard is appreciated more than she will ever know. She, too, is strong. Tragically losing a 17 year-old son several years ago, she has somehow found the strength to move forward, knowing that there are 2 children who still need and love her. She is a truly talented, creative, and artistic person who sees the world differently than me. She is an incredible mother, a devoted wife, and a loving sister. In a word, I am blessed to call her sister and friend.
Heather. Caring, loving, devoted, reliable, funny, and a dreamer, Heather is the baby sister who devotes much of her time to everyone else. Her ability to give without expecting anything in return is endless and I’m not sure what I would do without her. Tender-hearted, kind, and gorgeous, Heather would be the first to come to our defense should we need her. I don’t believe she possesses the ability to see the bad in anyone and is considered a true friend by countless individuals. She is totally devoted to her husband and children and would lay down her life for her step children as well. She sees life as a ride at a carnival and I’m happy to be along for the ride.
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