Viel Glück, meine Schwester!

I now understand better how hard it is for parents to let their kids go off to college. Meine Schwester left this morning to move back to the east coast. She and Coco have been living with me for just shy of a year now and I’m really going to miss having them around. It has almost felt like going through a divorce. I really didn’t want to separate the kids, but there was no way that either of us could have left our dogs. So now I have to deal with Perl whining, searching desperately and staring at the door waiting for Coco to come home.

Many of my best memories over the years have to do with meine Schwester. She and I have been to Germany and Switzerland, Disney for the Millenium, Christmases in Hawaii, and a Thanksgiving in Las Vegas. When I lived in Cali the first time, she was just an hour away. This time, she moved in with me the day after I got here. Part of what made it easy to live so far away from my family, was knowing that she was here too. Especially after September 11th when neither of us could go home.

Sure, we’ve gotten on each other’s nerves while living together, but one of the best things about having my sister as a roommate is that we can yell at each other all we want, but we are still sisters. And we’ve had our fair share of fights about stupid things, but for the most part, we’ve been there for each other. I probably would never have had my ear surgery if she hadn’t been here to take care of me.

So, I’m going to miss having you around. I’m going to miss sharing dog duty, having our dogs tire each other out, Perl teaching Coco bad habits. I’m going to miss going to the dog park, and I’m sorry that I didn’t believe in Fort Funston and the Santa Cruz Dog Beach earlier. (username is my first name, password my middle name, both lowercase) I’m going to miss having dinners of things mom made when we were growing up–we never did make tuna pea wiggle for everyone. I’m going to miss our conversations across the hall while going to sleep.

I’m grateful, however, for having the opportunity to spend this past year with you and really get to know you. I’ve always felt a little bit guilty that I wasn’t around while you were in high school. Seems like you really could have used a big sister then, but I was off doing the college thing. I’m glad that I got to make up for it a little bit this year. And I’m thankful that you were here for me. Moving back out here wasn’t the easiest thing I’ve done. And for as much as you may have needed me, I probably needed you around more. I’m sorry that the four hours you spent in San Diego didn’t work out for you, but I’m glad I paid that guy in the wheelchair in the park to scare you off so that you’d move up here. ;-)

I guess the time has come to move on. Eventually, we need to do our own things, even if we are just pretending to be adults. And just so you know…even things that don’t turn out the way you wanted them to are worth your time, as long as you learned from the experience. We wouldn’t be the people we are today if we hadn’t had the experiences we had. And I couldn’t have asked for a better sister than you.

Viel Glück! Ich liebe meine kleine Schwester!


2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Waterbury Girl on May 5, 2006 at 11:43 pm

    Is this the end of the CowPuppy Ranch? At the very least, you’ll have to change the tagline.


  2. Posted by k. on May 6, 2006 at 6:47 am

    yeah. I guess I’ll have to change the tagline. don’t feel like it yet though.


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