thestoryofsarah

September 14, 2011

Love at First Sight

Filed under: family,Love — by Sarah H @ 1:35 pm
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I apologize to my 1 reader that I’ve been gone for almost a month. School started and that combined with work, I just got really busy. I had to write an essay on a life changing experience this week for my English class, so I decided this would be the perfect place to showcase it. Let me know what you think:

Love at First Sight

            There’s nothing in the world that can affect you like love. Many people wait their whole lives to finally feel it, to find someone that changes everything, that changes the way they see the world. Someone that makes them a better person, or at least makes them want to be a better person. Someone that gives them a reason to smile everyday and see the world in a new light. I was lucky enough to find this love at fifteen. He was 7 pounds, 12 ounces, and the day he was born, my whole world changed. He’s my little brother, and in the 8 years since he was born, he’s become my best friend.

I can’t say that I was always thrilled with the new addition to our family. Like most other fifteen year old girls, I was too wrapped up in the current high school gossip and my own life to worry about what was going on with anyone else. I remember the day my parents sat my other brother, Zachary, who was nine at the time, and I down to tell us the news. Our parents would often joke about a new baby being on the way, so when the words, “You’re going to have a baby brother or sister” first came out of my mother’s mouth, neither Zachary nor I believed her. “No, really,” Zachary asked, “What’s the surprise?”, “Yeah, is it a puppy?” I wondered. “We’re serious this time, your mother is pregnant.” When those words left my father’s mouth, neither Zachary nor I knew what to say. They showed us the pregnancy test. They weren’t joking. We were really going to have a new sibling.

The next nine months, I helped my mom get things ready. We found out she was having a boy. I went to the baby showers with my mother and helped in any way I could. I had become a big sister before when my mother was pregnant with Zachary, but that had been when I was five, so I really wasn’t much help. I was now old enough to understand everything that was going on. On February 10, 2003, my parents let me skip school and my mother was induced into labor. I went with them to the hospital and was in the room for the birth of my new baby brother.

Being there for the birth of my new sibling was the most emotional thing I have ever experienced. Joshua Steven Hersman was born at 5:32 pm and was immediately whisked away to NICU due to having fluid in his lungs. I cried for hours. No matter what I tried, I couldn’t control the tears. I was both happy and worried, this beautiful baby boy had just been born and then taken so fast that we couldn’t touch or see him but only for a minute. We stayed by the NICU nursery windows and watched as they took care of him. He was so tiny and fragile. I was worried about his well being. For the first time in my life, I had fallen in love at first site. Though I had never met, or held, this small baby boy, I knew I loved him more than anything in the world. He was released from NICU later that night and from the hospital a few days later. I was finally able to hold this precious little boy. He was this perfect little person, and he was my little brother. I loved showing him off to all my friends, like a living baby doll.

As Joshua got older, I found him looking up to me as a role model. For the first time, the things I did and the decisions I made really affected someone else. He wanted to mimic me, to be just like me. I was his cool big sister, someone that he could trust and could do no wrong. I realized that I needed to stop being a selfish little girl and grow up into the sister that Joshua deserved.

He is now 8 years old and my best friend. I volunteer in his class room every year, and he tells me all about his day and things he’s learning. He’s constantly teaching me new things and he still thinks I’m the coolest person in the world. I know the day will come when Joshua no longer wants to hang out with his big sister, and no longer thinks I’m the coolest person he knows, but until that day, I will cherish every moment I spend with my little brother. He makes me a better person, and completely changed my life for the better. He’s the best gift I’ve ever received.

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1 Comment »

  1. Awww, sweet story, Sarah!

    I remember going to the mall with your mom when she was pregnant and she bought pregnancy thongs. hahahaha. When I was pregnant I thought about that and went, “Why the hell would anyone want to wear a thong while pregnant?”

    Miss you my sweet friend! Keep writing, I love reading about what you’re up to!

    Comment by aimeeval — September 20, 2011 @ 4:07 pm |Reply


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