Tuesday, September 25, 2012

True Story Tuesday

I can be random at times. This is one of the things that Brian and I have in common. However, I will never be as random as him. So, tonight while the baby was crawling all over me while I laid in the floor watching Carter run from one side of the room to the other in nothing but underwear...lol...I randomly thought of my little sister. I miss her. It makes me sad that my kids will never meet her. There's plenty of other things about her not being here that make me sad. I share stories about her with Aubree every now and then. Tonight as I watched my boys I was reminded of what it was like growing up together. We were only 21 months apart. Lots of fighting but we shared a bond that was like no other. I may have smacked her in the head before school but if anyone laid a hand on her once we got to school their ass would have been grass (my dad's favorite line when I was growing up). I hope I was a good big sister.

Anyhow, I thought of one of the funniest things that ever happened to us and I even laughed. Picture it...Covington, TN 1994 (in a Sopia Petrillo voice...Rebecca you heard the story but I know you want to hear it again)...I woke up freezing cold in the middle of the night. I have no idea what time it was because there was no power. The next thing I know is that there was a LOUD crash right outside my window. Sounded like a bomb...then here comes my Dad (thank GOD he was off the road at the time) asking if I was ok. I replied yes but I am cold and now I am scared. He explained to me that we were having a Ice Storm and the trees were falling apart and one had fallen over our power lines and ripped the service out of our house. People...I grew up in the country. There were 18 pine trees that lined our house that was surrounded by old Oak trees. Minutes later another crash, then another and they were getting close together. So, I proceeded to take my scared self to get in bed with my sister who could have slept through a tornado had I ever given her the chance! Then half the Oak tree outside our bedrooms split in half and landed on the house. It didn't come through but that was the first heart attack I had ever had! LOL! At this time, my dad decides we should just come get in bed with them. Ok...cool with me...I'm freaking out and freezing! I stop by my bedroom then run to get in bed with the family. A few minutes later my dad rolls over and his head bumped mine. He jumps up and says "Lindsey, what in the hell? Are you wearing your 4-wheeler helmet?" Why, hell yes I am!! My entire body may have been crushed by one those trees but my head/brain was going to be just fine! Hahaha! My family told this story to every guy I dated, any new friends I made, etc.. It is funny now but at the time it wasn't! A few weeks later my dad was in Tulsa in an Ice Storm and he happened to have a camera. He snapped a pic of a truck driver wearing a helmet while driving. Smart guy! I see no problem!

Funny stories like that get me through some days. There are days that I think of her from sun up to sun down. It's hard. I think she would be proud of me. I hope that my kids will be close to one another and share stories like mine someday.

Just one month later my life changed forever
So this was a funny/sad'ish kinda post but I feel better having shared a favorite sister story. I hope it makes someone smile! Any crazy sibling stories?


  1. Oh this made me get all teary eyed. I am so sorry your sister isn't here with you anymore. The semi truck driver wearing a helmet made me chuckle, though.

    One story about my little sister and I....

    We shared a room. And one day, she carved her name, in cursive, on the trim around our closet. I was like, "UMMMM.... I'm telling on youuuuuu..."

    So I go and tell my dad... and walks back into our bedroom.

    Do you want to know what she did?

    While I was off telling on her, she carved MY NAME in cursive on the trim, too.

    Then she told my dad that she didn't even know how to write in cursive and that I did both carvings.

    And I got a spanking.

    I still bring up her little lies to this day. :)

  2. Such an endearing story - I really enjoyed reading it.