…with my sisters, till we dropped, is one of the fondest memories from my teenage years.
It was like a ritual. Every other weekend or so, we would play random songs on youtube and try to follow the moves of the dancers. This was one the few things that we did together…just the three of us.
Mom would be around…she would sit nearby so she can watch us and make sure we didn’t see some video we weren’t supposed to make sure nothing got out of control. Dad would be in his own world, most of the times…but he would stop by the room at least once to warn us about the possibility of the house collapsing if we continued.
But none of that mattered…because this was our time together and we continued to bring down the house until we got tired.
It used to be a lot of fun…I miss all that now.
Especially today, when I was listening to songs on my way home and felt like dancing jumping around. And since I skipped gym session in the evening, I thought I could make up for it this way. So as soon as I came home, I played a song…
But I couldn’t get my feet to move…because it wasn’t the same.
I missed the two souls that taught me the moves. I missed those sweet voices that hummed the songs along while dancing. I missed those hands that always held mine. I missed the other two pairs of happy feet. I missed my sisters…I missed their company.
And I realized that without them, it will never be fun.
So I pinged my sister and told her what happened…the sweetheart that she is, she assured me all the fun when we meet next.
I’m excited already !
So tell me, what is one of your most cherished memories that involves your sibling(s)? I would love to know…