My sister is seven years older than I am. That seems like a huge age difference, but it was never a big issue for us. We usually got along well, we rarely fought and we are still pretty close.

See how happy she was to have me in her life?
Also: Check out my mother’s bed spread.

The hardest part of our relationship was when I was young. I always wanted to go with her everywhere she went. Not very cool when she was 16 and I was nine. I used to nag and cry and throw fits that I wanted to go with her almost every time she was getting ready to go out. Sometimes she would send me to go and get my coat and when I came back all dressed for the outdoors, she was gone. That was never fun.

This one time I learned my lesson, and I don’t think I ever begged her again.

One summer day my sister and my cousin were getting ready to go to the mall. I asked her if I could join them and of course she said no. That wasn’t the answer that I wanted to hear, so I threw a fit. I started crying, and screaming and throwing things around in her room. My sister stood her ground and wasn’t going to let me tag along.

But I knew a secret. I knew something about my sister and I knew that she didn’t want my mother to know. So I threatened her. I told her that if she didn’t take me to the mall that I would share this golden nugget of information with my mother.

Of course she gave in. I was happy that I had won. Extortion was fun. My happiness didn’t last for very long.

She let me go with her to the mall that day, but she made me walk 10 steps behind her the entire time. She didn’t say a word to me for the rest of that day and my cousin followed suit. It wasn’t fun, but she sure did teach me a lesson and I can honestly say that I never threatened her again.

I can tell you many stories about jokes that my sister played on me. That she and her best friend read to me from Stephen Kings’ Night Shift before I went to bed at night, but this one time at the mall had the most impact on me. It taught me that being a bully to get what you want is not cool or fun.

It’s funny how I remember that one time as a life changing experience. When I was a little older, my sister did take me with her to a lot of cool places. I didn’t have to threaten her and my mom didn’t have to force her to. She took me to my first concert when I was 10 — The Spoons and Gowan at Ontario Place. She also took me to see Duran Duran, David Bowie, Madonna and more all before I was 15. I’ll never forget Erasure at Massey Hall.

She took me out to the movies and dinner often. We shopped on Yonge Street and used to go the Eaton Center all the time. She would always wear really pointy, black buckle boots, a really white face, black spikey hair and bright red lipstick. She always gave change to panhandlers.

I had fun growing up with an older sister. She listened to the best music and she used to let me wear her yellow stitch doc marten’s to school. She was cool and I was welcomed into her life — not always, but often enough for me to enjoy my childhood and teenage years with an older sister.

New Year’s Eve 2012

This post was inspired my Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.

  • Teresa I.

    I love it..except for the fact that I’m now weeping at work. I love you Sandy! You are the best little sister!!!!

    • Anonymous

      Awww Thanks! xoxo

  • Teresa I.

    Oh! One more thing: never mind mom’s bedspread look at my pants. LOL

    • Anonymous

      Expecting a flood? bahahahaha Who’s head is in the background I wonder?

  • CrissieC


    • Anonymous

      Thanks girl!

  • Lindsey

    That is so sweet! I love my big sis too and always had a wee bribing nugget!! (I was at Erasure at Massey Hall too. Awesome show!)

    • Anonymous

      Wasn’t it? It was my first concert that really felt like a theatrical experience. LOVE THOSE GUYS! Hey, maybe I was sitting next to you. ;)

  • DaisyLea

    This is a great story! Love it. I remember some of these stories fondly…. It is a great thing to have someone that special in your life. Good times.

    • Anonymous


  • Maria Sykes

    Stopping by from Mama Kat’s Workshop – what a great tribute to your sister…hopw lucky you are to have one another!

    • Anonymous

      Thank you!

  • Heycarrieannadams

    Sisterly love! LOL Can’t beat that! I am the last of 9 kids with 5 older sisters! Great story! Thanks for sparing!

    • Anonymous

      9 kids! You must have some serious stories! :)

  • Sunshyne_mary

    Great blog Sandy! I too am blessed with 2 sisters and I am SUPER close to my one sister who’s 3 years younger than me. She’s my best friend, therapist, fashion expert, anchor, voice of reason and everything else under the sun. I am truly blessed as are you!!!

    • Anonymous

      We’re lucky!

  • Stayathomesue

    I am crying now as well Teresa.  Sister love is great!  Your mother would love to see this. 

    • Anonymous

      You two are saps. My mother would just want to know the ‘secret’. hahaha

  • Gin

    That is the sweetest story! Sister love is awesome. Thanks for sharing.

    • Anonymous

      Thanks for reading!

  • Darrahdunn

    Seriously…Awwww… Great story. I have one sister from my mother with my step-dad that was born when I was 19…and a sister from my dad with my then step-mom that was born when I was 26…Talk about an age gap. But I love spending time with them and teaching them. Having 7 kids of my own so far…I like having a different sort of relationship where I am not just mommy.

  • cindylee

    I can related,,I have 4 sisters and the youngest of the 4 is 10 yrs old then me,, I have 8 siblings altogether,, 4 oldest girls, then 3 boys, then me and my younger brother,, so I have 4 sisters and 4 brothers,, cause I was one of the babies in the family there was lots I couldn’t do with my sisters

  • Esther Bartkiw

    Love the photos Sandy!

  • Lindell_smith

    I will never know the pleasure of having a blood sister….but I have come very close with a very special person.

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