Sunday, August 29, 2010

A tribute to a Sister

dear ,

Recently i have been thinking a lot about my sister Kristen. Kristen Leigh Bronson. She is 18 years old and just entered Utah State as a freshman. She is three years younger than me and always has been. As I have been thinking about her and more importantly who she has become while entering this new stage of life, I have come to believe that I actually wouldn't be who I am today without her.. She is a m a z i n g in every way. She is b e a u t i f u l in every way.

We grew up 2nd and 3rd out of 7 children. Very close as s i s t e r s, which comes with it everything you can think of. Clothes stealin', make-up takin', friend gossipin', band makin', mall shoppin', bus missin', candy swapin' good ole' sisters. Now that I think about it- we have really been through it all. The crying(boys), the l a u g h i n g(during prayers), the smiling (to see whos teeth was whiter), the sneaking (the good green mint ice cream), the r e m e m b e r i n g (Emily), the forgetting (practicing piano), the worrying (about someone walking in) , the m i s s i n g (right now). She is the most musical person you've ever met-- everyone is always jealous of her piano playing. It's beautiful, she has taught piano and guitar for the past 5 years. She has a beautiful voice. She is naturally a pretty shy person, unless you get to know her-- then you can't stop laughing. Sometimes our biggest past times have been people watching, we laugh and laugh-- and then you couldn't find a better person to do impressions- it's hilarious. Bill Cosby is both of our hero- we fight over our sweats- our eye brow plucker- and pretty much everything else you can think of.. We are both d e a d l y scared of snakes. We ate ice cream for breakfast before being late for seminary every morning. She hides behind me in pictures so she can be skinnier (even though she already is). We were both known for our toyota tacoma truck-- our messy rooms-- our long hair-- our long runs-- and our big appetites.

We have always been best friends, we're h i l a r i o u s together-- nothing seems to stop us- except for mom, or dad when mom tells him to- or our brother parker who has a really strong habit of being annoying. We are sisters in every sense of the word- and i love her, i miss her dearly, and i want her to know that she can do anything she wants to- because she can. She will change the w o r l d for she has changed mine- and will continue to forever. This is a tribute for her potential- it seems to get bigger with every wake-up.

May you continue caring about others before yourself, I lean on your strength-- call me soon.

Love for always, your big sis

If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater. ~Pam Brown

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~Marion C. Garretty

Ps I love you