Book of D: My Other Sister's Birthday

Well, well, well. My oldest sister, Aurora, celebrates her birthday today. I won't post her age. That would be rude. And, I ain't gonna be rude. LOL. She is my hero. There were times in my life as a teenager that I didn't think I was going to make it. I'm not just talking about getting through school, but with life in general. Thinking back, depression has always plagued me. I just didn't know what it was back then. I would often be riddled with bouts of melancholia, which was in and of itself bothersome. I thought I was weird. I hung back in the shadows and stayed away from big groups of people. It's safe to assume that a lot of my classmates thought I was rude or anti-social, but I didn't care. I was like Holden Caulfield in my favorite novel of all time: The Catcher in the Rye. I preferred not to get to know people and refrained from the sadness that losing them would cost me. Additionally, I like Holden's take on phony people: Phony people irk me to no avail, and I would prefer not associating with them. The art of knowing who to avoid has matured within my obstinate bones all these years. Sadly I must admit that there were years when my novice self did not know better than to socialize with certain people, and those relationships cost me dearly. Anyway, after this long-ass tangent, what I really want to say is "thank you" to my beautiful, badass sister, whom I also call "BSA" for Big Sis Aurora. Thank you, BSA, for saving my life so many times and for all the expenses you went through for me so that I could get stuff throughout school, for the prom, for my high school graduation, etc., for my love of math and reading, for my love of the Dallas Cowboys, and especially for allowing me to live with you after dad passed away and mama went to live elsewhere so she could recover from such a devastating loss. 

I love you so much, sis A. Love, BSD (Baby Sis Dora).

Book of D: My Sister's Birthday

My sister, Betty, has a birthday today. Tomorrow, our oldest sister, Aurora, celebrates hers. How cool is it for two sisters to celebrate birthdays just one day apart. I was kind of mad yesterday because the respective blankets I bought for each sister were going to cost more to ship (UPS) than what I actually paid for them. It sucked. The frugal side of me did not want to succumb and pay the exorbitant cost of shipping. Call me a cheapskate . . . it's whatevs! All I know is that I am extremely fortunate for each of my sisters. Each one is inherently different, but all of them are the same in how they love unconditionally. I think I am going to make a quick trip to my hometown of Big Spring this coming Friday to deliver the gifts (a.k.a. blankets) since I usually only work till noon on Fridays (thanks UT System). I hope my sister, Josie, who lives in Midland (same as I do), will be able to go with me to Big Spring - or maybe my niece, Alex (a.k.a. my child), will be able to get away from work and accompany me. If anything, I'll make the drive alone. I love driving; it helps takes the edge off. It helps me think about things and to sort through the muddle of life. It's a cathartic experience. Life is good, y'all!