Yet another year that I am missing her day. I believe she is now 16 years old, 9 years younger than me. Two years from now she’s supposedly having her debut and I hope I can be home, or where ever she is for that. I’ve missed so much of her life ever since I moved out of home for college. The only time I ever get to spend with her is during Christmas time, when I go home for the holidays. Sadly, I don’t think I will be going home this Christmas. I’ll try to figure out how I can do that but it’s looking a bit bleak right now. I probably know the least about my sister now and I’m feeling a bit guilty. I remember back when I was young how excited to be playing big sister, though I didn’t exactly do a good job when I had the chance either. I remember being jealous of all the attention she was getting, being the new baby in the family. I guess I couldn’t blame my immature self but I wish I had grown up faster so instead of teasing her and making her cry, I could have given her a good big sister experience. I’ve been absent from that role for so many years now. Every time I go home, I’m surprised at how much she’s grown and she seems to be different now. I don’t know how I can make up for the lost time but I want to. I guess sometimes I ask myself why I had to leave home so soon.
Happy birthday, Geling. I wish you many many happy birthdays and hopefully, I’ll get to spend them with you in the future.
