I Love My Sister

I have three sisters 😌

Mischa, the eldest, is ten years my senior. Yulia and Lula are twins and are three years older than me.

I love them all to bits, but I have a special relationship with my eldest sister. When we were children the twins had a bedroom to themselves but I, from when I was old enough to sleep in a proper bed, shared with Mischa. Although I must frequently have been a nuisance to my big sis, she rarely showed her annoyance and we formed a great little partnership 🙂

I absolutely worshipped my big sister and she in turn had special affection for me. Perhaps we were united in our inevitable sense of exclusion from the twins' own world. She was my sister, my confidante, my best friend. Despite the age difference, we did our best to share everything together. If I was upset or frightened she would let me sleep in her bed. I in turn did my best to understand her teenage traumas and that way we were able to live together.

My favourite time with her was bath time. When I was little, she would bath me and get me ready for bed. As we grew elder, she would sometimes let me share her bath, right up until she left home. She was my first vision of female beauty and continues to be my ideal 😌