Little Sis

My little sister. My new best friend. The baby in the family, like she says about herself. I know she would probably be embarassed reading this, but hey little sis, it's ok. You know I like it when you blush.

I have always loved her, and like any two sisters, we have our ocasional arguments, but at the end of the day, we are sisters. And we love each other. Ma shaa Allah. And yet these last couple of years have been different. she has become my friend too. We have both been through rough times, and we both listen to the other. Together we sit and talk, listen and analyze issue after issue. We also have grown to enjoy each other's company and laugh together and have fun together. Again I say: ma shaa Allah. God protect this gift you have given us.

We are different, in attitude and personality, and yet we are the same. We get to feel that we are the same when with strangers. We have same ideas and ehtics a bit, but our attitude might be different that is all.

We even started blogging together. Although we have our separate blogs. And until now, not many people know that we are sisters. We thought it to be that way, for each of us to have an independent blog and view and even comment. Even separate favorites and separate readers. Not to mention we can better back each other up in vital issues, without it seen as just sisterhood support. We back each other if we agree with each other. If not, we usually are honest about it.

Last thing, who is this precious little sister of mine? well her name is....Roora!