What is She Like

Okay this one’s the part when I’m supposed to show pictures of us together so as not to be vague in the previous article.  I hope this pictures gave justice to what I’ve formerly written.

 Fr: Left to Right

Valerie, Vincent George, Xandred Anne,

Dexter, Dad, Mom, Vinazon, Angelic

with loving my loving Lola

 

     Brother BJ, Me and Ate Twinkle

Sis

She to others is an ordinary sister but to me she is special because she is my sister.

Probably the most influential woman in my life is her. We grew up together, studied together, lived together, struggled together, cried together, laughed together, dreamed together, set goals together, and depart ways together.  Being with her means that I have an elder sister, one that I am accountable to while she is responsible for me.

Certainly, having an elder sister does not mean we don’t live our separate lives.  It’s just that, like any other thing in this world, we are interdependent and the decisions that we make are intertwined, interconnected in the small parts of a larger picture.

One of the best things I love about her is that she always gives me room for space.  She encourages me to keep my individuality.  She does not dictate, does not try to change who I am, does not attempt me to conform to the norm, does not tolerate my foolishness and she does not impose rules on me.  She gives me time to grow and opportunity to learn. She accepts, understands, rebukes, advises, guides, leads, accompanies, supports and stays.

Since childhood, I am always insistent to change our course of path but my parents always thought there’s a wisdom in letting me stay close to her.   I see now that the’re right. 

In terms of attitude, temperament, personality and physical characteristics and  we are exact opposite.  She’s sensitive and emotional.  I’m more compulsive and unemotional.  I am organized and neat.  She lives in a topsy-turvey, “organized-mess” lifestyle. I am loud and outspoken, I think she’s shy and a bit reserved. She has a sense of direction. I do but I am open for change.  She is a self-sacrificing creature.  I am a selfish-self centered brute.  She cares. Sometimes, I don’t.  She  gives, I take.  She plans and sticks to it.  I plan and execute changes along the way.  I enjoy people, she uses people. I am smart and clever, she’s intelligent and diligent.  She’s thin, I’m endowed.  I have average height,she’s taller. 

But despite all these differences according to my opinion, I think that we do have most things in common more than what I would want to admit.  Sometimes, I see myself becoming reflective like her while she acts very dynamic. Other times I am prone to become more conservative and she suddenly becomes more liberated.   Its the sense of values and convictions, priorities and goals, sisterhood and friendship that binds us together.  She is my crony, confidante and best of all, my “devil’s advocate.”  Always probing, seeking, observing, minding, challenging and not stopping until I get out of my pretty “fun-filled-and-secure” comfort zone and start living a life. 

Okay, not all the time, sometimes I don’t appreciate intervention.  At least not the hustle and bustle of adjustment to a new set of environment.  On the second thought, I seem to enjoy and miss the thrill of adapting with a twist, the capacity to thrive, the politics of governance (wait, that’s a little too academic).  I am more adept to what she is suggesting. It’s what I am groomed to become or be a part of all these years.  My sis is making sense when she’s saying that “why don’t I try to work in the government service.”

So, were back to that point, the saga of a professional seeking her domain.  She showed me that I am not in my element.  This is becoming an issue for me and no matter how much I try hard not to mind, or think about it that much, I do have to make a decision sometime so I guess I’m dead.

Nah, just kidding.  Sort of, If I don’t make this decision, I’m really dead.  Chuckles.

 She, my sister, is one of a kind.  I’ll give this as tribute to her once I get nothing out of what she is suggesting.  And when I made that point of no-returning and she suddenly goes berserk because she’s not having it in her terms–you know I’m joining them in the workplace but initiating my own leadership style–I can’t think of any way to thank her but that she’s convinced me on this.

What an influence indeed.

Note: I really hope there’s a coherence in this article.  I can’t trace how’d we’d end up with that same issue.  This was not suppose to be related to any of that earlier plans. Anyway, so it was I’ll still publish. Darn! Oops, excuse me for the word. i INTEND TO HAVE A GREAT DAY AHEAD!!!

 Byem gotta go to work now.