This page is dedicated to our sisters. (biological or fraternal/sorority sisters) because they are all so special. Now... and always! This is a collection of memos and thoughts about sisters. If you'd like to add your definition, please email me and I'll add it to this page too! You do not have to put your name, initials will do too! I hope you enjoy this! :o)

...if we believed the media we would think the only significant relationship in our lives is a romantic one. Yet sisterhood is probably the one that will last longer than any other... A husband or lover comes and goes, but a sister will always be around. She is someone to look up to, not for shallow reasons, like worldly success, but for their sensitivity and sensibility.

Your sister is... the one person you will
probably know for longer than any other.
Whether that is as your strength, a lifeline, a best friend,
or as your biggest enemy depends on the sister!
When you're growing up, a sister can be a readymade playmate;
as a teenager, you've got a live-in counselor,
as a mother, you've got an automatic auntie and willing babysitter,
in old age, you've got someone who doesn't get bored by all your stories
of the "good old days".

Jane Dowdeswell



What's a sister?
someone to confide in,
a girl that bosses you about,
a person that sides with you,
a friend for life,
a younger mother,
someone who hogs the shower,
smells like a chemist shop,
a person who's understanding,
That's a sister!!!

Louise Dye



Both within the family and without,
our sisters hold up our mirrors:
our images of who we are
and of who we can dare to become.

Elizabeth Fishell




Sisters are connected throught their lives by a special bond - whether they try to ignore it or not. For better or for worse, sisters remain sisters, until death do them part.

Most relationships - friendships, love affairs, marriages - require a certain amount of servicing to keep them ticking over. When a year or so passes without having heard from friends, people tend to say they have "lost touch". If couples so much as part to take a holiday, eyebrows tend to be raised, while most relatives expect the occasional phone call or Christmas card at least.
Yet the sisters' relationship seems to be a dramatic exception. For many sisters, the bond which is forged in childhood is not only durable, but it hardly requires any formal attention in the great gaps of time and space that often separate them in adult life. "Losing touch" generally isn't an issue.

We share a mutual knowledge of the intuitive, unspoken kind.
So that when I think of each sister, there is something essential
which I know about her in a way I could never describe to an outsider.
It is like having a sixth sense, or a perception of someone's aura.

Brigid McConville



Whatever you do they will love you;
even is they don't love you
they are connected to you till you die.
You can be boring and tedious with sisters,
whereas you have to put on a good face with friends.

Deborah Moggach



Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet.

Vietnamese Proverb



The desire to be and have a sister is a primitive and profound one that may have everything or nothing to do with the family a woman is born to. It is a desire to know and be known by someone who shares blood and body, history and dreams, common ground and the unknown adventures of the future, darkest secrets and the glassiest beads of truth.

Elizabeth Fishel



Despite my underlying resentment, my sister's presence always mattered.
How happy I was to see her waiting outside school for me the day I got my first report card.
How crushed I was the night my friend Ellen and I put on "The Pajama Game" for our families
and she was out with her friends...

Nancy Kelton



...my rock - I could never find a friend who would give so much.

Jessica Martin



...the only person I'd give my last Rolo to!

Hannah



...dependent on me, and I wouldn't want it any other way.

Jayne Irving



...my confdante, my best friend, my Ally.

Julie



...the one person who tolerated me, defended me, played with me,
whereas friends are often 'fair weather' friends.
She was always there.

Sylvia



...my memory - she brings back to life all our happy childhood days, she make me feel secure.

Mary



Often, in old age, they become each other's chosen and most happy companions. In addition to their shared memories of childhood and of their relationship to each other's children, they share memories of the same home, the same homemaking style, and the same small prejudices about housekeeping that carry the echoes of their mother's voice.

Margaret Mead



We shared.
Parents.
Home.
Pets.
Celebrations.
Catastrophes.
Secrets.
And the threads of our experience became so interwoven that we are linked.
I can never be utterly lonely, knowing you share the planet.
I need news of you.
I need to know you're safe.
I need you.


Sugar and spice and all things nice.
Perhaps to an outsider.
...Siblings are more realistic.
To them a sister is naggings and needlings,
whispers and whisperings.
Bribery.
Thumpings.
Borrowings.
Breakings.
Kisses and cuddlings.
Lendings
Surprises.
Defendings and comfortings.
Welcomings home.


OLDER SISTERS... are liable to nag. To refuse to lend you things. To scold. To make you walk to fast.
But, on the other hand,
they take on bully boys at school and send them running for their lives. They disentangle problems in arithmetic and knitting. And when they're grown they listen to your secrets and anxieties. And never tell - without your say-so.
An older sister is a friend and a defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.

A YOUNGER SISTER... is a valuable addition to a boy's life.
Someone to send ahead to test the tussocks in the marsh.
Someone to use as a guinea pig in trying sledges and experimental go-carts.
But someone who needs you - who comes to you with bumped heads, grazed knees, tales of persecution.
Someone who trusts you to defend her.
Someone who thinks you know the answers to almost everything.

Pam Brown




My Granny is not my sister... but she treats me like one! She's a "silver fox".
Thank you, Granny, for trying to keep me out of trouble - for cleaning me up when I fell in the cowdung out in the field, for drying me out when I followed the ducks into the pond, for wheedling me down when I was stuck in the oak tree, for stitching the jacket I ripped scrambling through barbed wire out on the farm, for drying out the book Mom said I wasn't to read in the bath.
(She always found out of course. But thanks for trying)
For reading to me and telling the most fabulous stories ever told, and helping me with my heritage.
I love you!


Ally






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