This weekend, I was planning to go camping for the first time with a good friend of mine. I had no idea what I was going to get myself into, but I was excited. While I was trying to figure out what I needed to get, it dawned on me that my little sister was going to homecoming the same weekend as my camping trip. Without a doubt I cancelled my trip, because I wanted to be there to support her.
My sister looked absolutely beautiful! I couldn’t stop taking pictures of her. With each shot I took, my eyes began to fill with tears to see how much she’s grown. Every time the shutter closed, I would go back in time where she ran around the house in diapers with little pig tail braids in her head. Now, when I look at her, I see this blossoming young woman in an elegant black dress and 5-inch heels getting ready to head to her last high school homecoming.
What I really admired was that she chose not to go with a boy to homecoming, but with a friend of hers, because she believed that she didn’t need a guy, and I was proud of her decision. As my mom and I was dropping them off, all I could do was smile and say, “get together, so I can take a picture.”
When my sister and her friend was getting out the car, I was happy to have cancelled the camping trip, because this was an experience I couldn’t miss.