Lead By Example.

Being the youngest in my family I was never the one to truly lead by example. I would boss my friends around on occasion, but that wasn't the same as being responsible for a younger sibling. That was the job of my older sister. Unlike my older sibling, I had never experienced what it was like to have a new addition to the family. So as you can imagine, it was quite a shock when my niece arrived on this planet. 

I was immediately captivated by her beauty, yet scared by her fragility. My sister had to re assure me on a constant basis that her little noises and wails were perfectly normal for a new born child. I cried when I first held her. It was such a strange feeling to have her cradled in my arms, this completely defenseless being who was dependent on me to support her, and keep her safe. It was then I realized that I loved her, and it scared me half to death. I was scared for her, I was worried about all the bad things in this world that could possibly effect her, and I wanted to protect her from it all. 

This phase of near possessiveness toward her slowly subsided as I began to become more of a friend to her. I started to read to her and play her all sorts of music. She grew, and as with all babies she began to babble and attempt to talk. The day then came where she said her first word, and as you might have guessed, I was her first word. Right there as clear as day she said my name. Her mother and father jumped for joy and I was speechless. When she said my name it all rushed back to me, the feelings of when I first laid my eyes on her, the feelings of fearing the unknown. I suppose deep down I was afraid of having the responsibility of showing someone the ways of the world. 

I know now that it is my responsibility to be the best example I can be, as her friend and as her aunt, for now and for all the important years to come. She has changed my approach toward life for the better, and for that, I love her all the more. 

She is 3 and 1 month. 

ragle90 ragle90
22-25, F
Mar 9, 2010