Ok I think its about time I publish this. Its been hidden in my ‘private corner’ for so long
The catholic identity I have in me brought me to the regular Sunday mass today along with my father and my youngest sister. As usual I didn’t pay much attention to what the priest was saying. But I did pray during the offertory and received holy communion (I always do even if I don’t ever confess,,,that’s another story!) It was a simple mass. When it finished, I shook hands with the priest saying ‘Lovely mass father’.
Here comes my favourite part…hugging and saying ‘hi-hello’ to all me favourite people. First up was my younger sisters gorgeous friend from her primary school. Hugged, said hi-hello and moved on to the next person. Our ‘Irish-aunty’. This lady is so darn hilarious and is so darn special to all of us. Her hugs are the best, her jokes are mind blowing and her laughs are addictive. After the usual hug hi-hello thing, I bumped into another gorgeous lady who is in her mid 80s. She is lovely and gorgeous like a flower petal (that’s corny but what the hell). This lovely lady was the last in line. I ran towards me dads car. My younger sister, being the brat she is ran and got the passenger seat way before me (I always get the passenger seat :/). I sat at the back cursing her rather loudly. When we were waiting to get out of the church. We saw another one of our usual hug-victims passing by. She is from South Africa and lives here on her own. Unfortunately, her eye sight is getting deteriorated and she has one of those sticks to get by. When she was passing by,,it seemed like she was struggling a bit. I sat there thinking what I should do. I didn’t want to embarrass her or hurt her feelings by offering my help. When I was lost in my thoughts, I heard a voice saying “I’ll go help her”. The voice owner was none other than my baby sister. She asked my dad to stop the car and got out of the car. She held the woman’s hand and walked her to wherever she wanted to go. The feeling I experienced that moment was indescribable. She came back and sat on the passenger seat (Brat!). I asked her what she said to her and whether the lady was offended by what she done. To which she replied ‘ No! I just said to her that I thought I’ll give her some company and she said she was ok when she crossed the car park’. I couldn’t say anything to her.
Whatever good lessons I have learnt in my life,,,whatever skills I have gained,,,I’m always wanting to pass it on to her to make her a more better person than she already is. That moment when I saw her holding the lady’s hand and walking her over,,I thought to myself..that’s someone who truly puts others in front of herself. She does not care about her own discomfort or think about any ‘what if’s’ like I did. She done what she felt was the right thing to do.
I often wished for a big sister who I wanted to look up to and learn things from. I think I don’t have to wish that any more. I just found one in my little sister today!