I never had a little sister. I think that’s why I adore the relationship my girls have forged. Watching them play together and hearing their incessant giggles at all hours of the day makes my heart explode with joy. Their irreplaceable bond is obvious and evident. They are so lucky to have each other. They may take it for granted now, but one day it will all make perfect sense.
I may not have a sister, but there never was a void. My neighbor and family friend Micayla filled that position perfectly. While 10 years younger, we undoubtedly had so much in common. Wise beyond measure, she was mature, competent, loyal, and downright goofy. For many years, I was her babysitter. Someone she looked up to and wanted to emulate. In her eyes, I was the “cool” teenager! As she grew up, however, that all changed.
We had so many commonalities, but one bonded us eternally: dance. When I was teaching dance, she was my star student. She shared the same passion for the stage and I loved watching her natural progression.
When I returned home from college, I began teaching dance again. Time surpassed and a lot transpired. Micayla was no longer my student, but now my assistant! We shared a lot of laughs and started connecting on a deeper level. We would catch a bite to eat after class or watch a movie. The little girl I was once swinging on the swing, was now chasing boys and wearing makeup. Moments spent with Micayla were jovial and uncomplicated. She was transcending into the “cool” teenager I once was! We even had the opportunity to share the stage together. Those memories will be cherished forever.
Throughout my 20’s, Micayla was a constant. During snowstorms, my favorite neighbor and I would trudge through horrendous weather conditions and mounds of snow, just to get some french fries with gravy at the diner. Weekend adventures included setting out on a conquest to meet Nick and Jessica, rocking out to Britney Spears, taking a dance class in the city, or frequenting our favorite mall. On many occasions, Micayla was my personal hair and make-up stylist too. I was picture perfect the day of my engagement because of her expertise. Laughter permeates every room Micayla enters. Her spirit is contagious.
She remained by my side throughout the momentous moments in my life. She proudly walked down the aisle as one of my bridesmaids in my wedding, came to the hospital after both my girls were born, and her devotion never wavered or faltered.
Our relationship was sealed when I visited her at UCLA. It was during this trip, I witnessed a levelheaded, competent, and well-adjusted woman emerging before my eyes. She made the perfect travel companion too. Our agendas were totally in sync!
It’s hard to believe that my “little” sister is about to embark on her forever after. She is engaged. Tears of happiness roll down my face as I type this. I am so happy for her. Her love story is unique. Her soon to be husband Keith, is one of my oldest and dearest friends too. It doesn’t surprise me that she is marrying a man 10 years older. She is too mature for anything less. When she told me that she was going on a date with Keith, I was initially shocked. After I contemplated the relationship, however, it all made sense. Two fun-loving humans, their future is bound to be a blast!
To my beautiful friend Micayla. I wish you a lifetime of love, health, and happiness. I feel grateful and fortunate to have been apart of your life every step of the way. It’s amazing how far we have come. One minute I was chasing you around Manor Park, and the next you were taking my little girls to Target! Our friendship has evolved full circle and what a beautiful narrative we have written.
I am forever blessed because you have been the little sister I always yearned for. Life would be immensely mundane and predictable without you. It is true when they say “friends are the siblings God never gave us.”