In 1995 Chris and Pat Kleinhoffer adopted two little girls at four years old and eighteen months old. The four year old was me. The eighteen month old was my new baby sister, Tricia; or as I so affectionately called her, “Sheesha”.
Sheesha and I grew up three years apart, yet in the beginning were still unable to escape constant matching outfits during holidays . . . or any other day Mom wanted to put us in similar Minnie Mouse dresses. Our brand new family fell into perfect sync. We shared a magnificent, one of a kind, bunk bed made of solid wood . . . in the shape of a ship. As the older sister, and as captain, I got to sleep on the upper deck of the ship. Sheesha, the younger sister, slept protected inside the cabin of the ship. But it wasn't all "fun and games". As all siblings do, we had our sisterly fights where I would attempt to drown her in the kiddie pool and she would heave an entire clothing dresser onto me while I played on the floor . . .
True sisterly love :P
It’s now 20 years later.
Our family is sitting in the waiting room when (finally :D) the sound of bed wheels rolling down the hallway and a mother cooing to her child is music to our ears. Trailing the bed into the room we lay our eyes on the most beautiful sight . . .
My baby sister . . . little Sheesha . . . spunky, sweet Sheesha . . . is a mother. In her arms she cradles a life so precious the thought of this very life makes my heart explode.
Meet Mary Ann Murphy
May 19, 2015
12 days old.
May 31, 2015
She has so many facial expressions already.
And now I'm one of "those people". Haha.
This post is dedicated to a loving mother and grandmother who is no longer with us.
It's been a year since you have passed and we all miss you dearly.
I know you would have loved baby Mary Ann.
She's partly named after you, you know . . .
Continue to rest in peace,
Your little songbird