Cassy and I are the only girls in the family. Now we're blessed with sisters-in-laws and of course our two beautiful nieces but growing up it was just her and Mom and I.
Cassy and I shared a room for most of our lives and there were the normal ups and downs of not listening to each other, thoughtless words and of course fights but then there were other times, moments that I still treasure. Those times when she would listen to me, encourage me, counsel me and teach me things that no one else could.
For example, I was really young when the tragedy at Columbine took place. After listening to a song that Michael W. Smith wrote about the tragedy I asked Cassy what the song was about. My brave big sister sat me down and explained what had happened. She probably had no idea that it was conversations like that one that added to my foundation of faith that was being built.
Cassy and I shared a room for most of our lives and there were the normal ups and downs of not listening to each other, thoughtless words and of course fights but then there were other times, moments that I still treasure. Those times when she would listen to me, encourage me, counsel me and teach me things that no one else could.
For example, I was really young when the tragedy at Columbine took place. After listening to a song that Michael W. Smith wrote about the tragedy I asked Cassy what the song was about. My brave big sister sat me down and explained what had happened. She probably had no idea that it was conversations like that one that added to my foundation of faith that was being built.
I looked up to my big sister (and still do). She's always been fearless. Cassy's crazy loyal and protective of the ones she loves. She's also determined. Whatever she sets her mind to she does. And she never, ever gives up. What girl wouldn't look up to a big sister like that? Besides, she had all the coolest toys. 😄
Once, when I was in sixth grade, we were given an assignment. It was a rough year for me. My granddad had died about a year before, Cassy had gone to Europe for a year to live with family and get the experience of studying abroad and our grandma had died not long after she'd gotten home. There were a lot of changes and upheaval in my life. And then this assignment came where we were told to write about a hero in our lives. I honestly don't know what the other kids wrote about, if they picked famous people or family members or friends they looked up too but I picked my big sister. I remember writing about How brave she'd been to go across the world like that and live in another country for a year. It inspired me and got me thinking about what I could do.
I believe that one of the reasons God places people in our lives is to teach us things. I've learned tons of things from all of my family but of the things that I'm still learning from my big sister is how to push myself. She always encourages me to dream big and then if I say I can't do something she challenges me and helps me figure out a way to make it work.
As kids we set up this zipline in our shop (without our parents knowledge of course) I was scared to go down it so Cassy rigged it so she could go down with me. That's just who she is. Always pushing me to follow the Lord's leading and dream big, no matter how crazy it might seem at the time.
She's more then just my big sister, she's my hero, my cheerleader and most of all, my friend.
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