MY SISTER AND I
When we were much younger – I was about five and she was two – my sister Valerie and I spent almost every waking moment together.
We were close as knots, and had the same identical haircuts, our fringe cut in a straight line just above our eyes. Thanks to the ingenious fashion sense my parents had, Val and I also spent much of our childhood dressed in the same outfits – one of my favorite memories is the picture of the both of us donning identical green dresses with a Donald Duck print on the front. Together with our hairstyles and the matching outfits, it wasn’t hard to tell that we were sisters.
Before my brother Ronald was born and we formed “The Three Musketeers“, my sister and I played together – with Barbie dolls and Play Dough, or just circling the garden with our tiny tricycles. Most of the time she tagged along with me, following me around since I was the elder one and the taller one (back then at least – she now beats me by about 5cm). I’d pinch her chubby cheeks and ruffle her hair, and she was still so little she would just smile, her little eyes scrunched up and her tongue sticking out – she was such a cute little bundle of joy. We were almost inseparable.
When we grew a bit older – when suddenly the world didn’t only involve just our siblings, but also included for the first time other little people called “friends” from kindergarten and primary school – we slowly but gradually grew apart, each with our different lives and social circles. Life’s like that, and over time we somehow got used to the distance, and despite living in the same house, her room just next to mine, we were comfortable not sharing much with each other.
That is, at least until I moved to Buenos Aires.
Somehow distance really makes the heart grow fonder, and while we’re not exactly “phone people”, we’d still communicate via Whatsapp or the occasional email.
The best part is when she comes and visits, just like now, when she’s down here in Argentina, and we’re staying in the same apartment, watching back-to-back crime shows like her favorite series “Criminal Minds“.
For as long as I can remember, Valerie has always surprised and inspired me with her passion and determination for the things that she loves.
You might remember that it was thanks to Val that my mum and I ended up riding on horse-back and cantering in the nature reserve with the instructors at Caballos A La Par. More precisely, it was because of her that I first found Caballos A La Par back in September 2011, and also because of Val, that we ended back at the stables this month – quite a few times in fact.
MY SISTER’S PASSION
When I first asked her what she would like to do in particular since she would be staying in Argentina for around six weeks this time– Val replied, “Just horse riding”.
I’ll be honest, and tell you that I thought she was just in it for the thrill and novelty of it, and that she might get bored of it after a while – and then I realized how dreadfully wrong I was.
Val really adores horse riding –with an undeniable passion.
She isn’t the most expressive person I know, but when she’s on a horse, sitting on the saddle, and feet in the stirrups, holding onto the reins and simply directing the horses along the path she wants to take, or maybe cantering in the open fields straight on, something lights up inside of her.
Because she’s my sister and I know her very well, I know that when she lights up like that, it’s because she’s really, truly happy and enjoying herself.
“What makes you really happy, I mean, very, very happy?” I asked my sister over our humble home-cooked dinner of chicken sausage fried rice the other night.
Val looked up from her food, paused a little while and thought, then said with a conviction as strong as iron, “Horse riding makes me really happy.”
So there we were again, back at the stables with Miriam, our sweet Dutch friend, last Saturday, after my mum had taken the flight back to Singapore the day before. Because we’d previously ridden with my mum, it originally felt a little weird that she wasn’t with us at the stables.
Miriam’s Dutch friend, Jantine, was also there to ride, and we gathered around the table near the fireplace, warming ourselves from the winter chill over fluffy fresh cheese biscuits and sweet mate.
After the introductory conversations about what we were doing in Argentina (an inevitable conversation starter among all Argentina-based foreigners), I found myself hitting it off really well with the girl with shoulder-length blond hair who had re-located to Buenos Aires to study veterinary and pursue her childhood dream of becoming a vet.
It also turns out that Jantine writes really well in Spanish, English and Dutch, and one of her dreams is to write a book one day (just like me!) and I’m so glad I found another fellow writer!
Eventually, the sun finally started shining brightly, despite early morning clouds that had originally threatened a grey and cold afternoon.
We slipped on our half chaps, got on our horses, and started riding.
The sun was good to us that day; its rays spilling over the horses and the fields, painting them a beautiful shade of gold.
Miriam, who was heading back to Holland for a much-deserved vacation, was excitedly telling us about her trip, and how much she missed her family.
Mostly, what I remember of last Saturday is how happy Valerie looked on her horse, Lindo.
I love seeing my sister happy. I’m happy.
We rode a little more, and then some more, until the sun went down and dusk fell all over us, and the moon shone brightly in the evening sky.
We rode until the warmth of the sun had disappeared and the cold chilly winds drove us back to the stables.
Later we headed back indoors, warm by the fire.
Min (@mjandhungryman) says
I could so relate to the inseparable bond you two share. My sister and I are exactly the same way. We are almost 2 years apart and shared a room (same bed even) up until I was a junior in high school. Sooo many memories have been shared…both good and bad. We have the ability to utterly hate each other one minute and become best friends the next. It’s hard to stay mad, wouldn’t you agree? Distance does make heart grow fonder. I miss her terribly now that we don’t live in the same city. It’s strange how I feel closer to her now than I’ve ever felt before. Horses are just so beautiful and majestic…Their eyes look so pure…So glad you are enjoying the time with your sister! Tell her I say hello 😉
Hey min! agreed. It’s impossible to stay mad with your siblings, esp. since they are probably the same people who’d forgive you in an instance for anything we do wrong. Yeah, it’s hard not staying in the same city/country as your family, and I know you understand it completely.
Will tell Val you said hello!! Take care and say hi to Tim for me!! xoxo
A million thanks for another beautiful post sharing your sibling relationship with Valerie – I am so proud of both of you. How right you are in mentioning that happiness (joy more so) is contagious. We always share the joy which gets rubbed onto us when we see others (especially our loved ones) being joyful.
Saturday was a spectacularly beautiful sunny day (as seen in the photos you took) which was perfect for horse riding. Thank God for the beautiful warm sunny weather in the midst of winter season. How I missed being with you all on this session of horse riding.
I greatly missed both of you and your post has brought me back to BA to be so close to you again, though not in the physical sense.
Lots of hugs and kisses from all of us in Singapore!
Mummy! Wish u were still here in BA as well. The apartment feels weird without you eating Chinese food from Yan Kie with us! Or you making me my indomi mee goreng for breakfast!!!
Yep, love and happiness is contagious! Glad the post brought u back to BA!
Hope u have a nice day mummy! Love u!!
Aww, this is such a wonderful tribute, Felicia! There’s nothing like a sister’s friendship. 🙂
You’re absolutely right Miranda! Nothing beats a sister’s (or maybe brother’s) friendship!
A sweet post Felicia. Lovely photographs too! 🙂 Good day!
thank you dear Seana! the sunshine really helps photos look prettier! have a good day to you too! xoxo