siblings

So grateful for my sister who is so amazing at caregiving. When not with me, our parents have been with her for at least the last 15 years.

Amma has four siblings, and although she'd always say she loved her only brother the most, she's super close to her sisters. It has been such a relief to be held by my aunts, to know I'll fall asleep next to a protective and comforting aunt tonight. 

She was telling me that she and Amma had been arguing about a T.V. series called The Promise. They couldn't seem to agree on whether the lead actor was handsome or not, if he was tall or not, if someone was sus or not, they couldn't even agree on the basic plot line... "I kept rewatching episodes because I couldn't remember anything she mentioned," my aunt said. It turned out that my mom had been watching the Turkish series called The Promise and my aunt had been watching a Korean series that had the same title (but was a completely different show). Ha.

Pic: I vaguely remember being posed at the end of a school day with my sister in those giant planters as *growing kids* by my uncle, who doted on us. (Also, apropos of nothing, at least three of my teachers back then were flirting with him.) I have no idea why our catholic school uniforms are so grimy--my sister may even have been in a fight? She must still be in kindergarten, because their uniforms were sleeveless and you got sleeves only when you got to first grade. It was a cute 'fit: cement green with contrast binding in a green-and-white check... I'd wear that mod-looking frock now, given a chance. And I'd happily go back to that childhood.