Today my little sister moves from Dallas, Texas to Wuhan, Hubei (in China). It shocks a lot of people when they first hear this, but for her this isn’t as major of a life change as you might think. I mean, yes, she is leaving the life she has built in Dallas. But she isn’t going to a new place. You see, Wuhan was once home for us. Back in August of 2000 my parents moved our family to Wuhan, China. My older siblings were all out of the house by then so it was just Abby and me. Four years later I graduated high school and moved back to the States and the following year after that, my parents and Abby moved back to the States as well. So Abby spent ages 10-15 living in China. So in so many ways, moving to Wuhan is going home for her.
She will return to a life and culture and language and place that is dear to both our hearts. She’ll be teaching English in a university and I am so very excited for her. A huge adventure is beginning for her and it is about to be awesome!
Shots of us together since she was born in 1989. Yes, I dyed my hair blue once. Also, consider yourself lucky. Mid-1990 photos don’t come out of the vault often, but that shot of Abby and I on the trampoline was just too sweet not to share. 🙂
But she will always be my little sister. It doesn’t matter that she’s 3 inches taller than me and nearly 25 years old. It doesn’t matter that she has a college degree and has been a manager of a coffee shop for the past couple of years. It doesn’t matter that she is more widely traveled and more cultured than I am. It doesn’t matter that she speaks more languages than I do or has been an independent adult for several years now. Because she will always, always, always be my “little” sister.